It Was Me, Peering Through The Looking-glass.

Beyond The Embrace Of Christ.

Like The Secret Face Within The Tapestry.

Like A Bird Of Prey Over The Crest.

And She Was Swathed In Sorrow, As If Born Within Its Mask.

Her Candlelight Snuffed, The Icon Smiled.

Emptiness Followed By Her Wake.

I Could Clasp Her In Undying Love.

Within Ghostlike Rapture The Final Word Was Mine.

She Faced Me In Awe. 'twas A Token Of Ebony Colour.

Embodied In Faint Vapour.

Wandering Through April's Fire.

Compelled To Grasp And To Hold The One That Was You.

I Will Endure, Hide Away.

I Would Outrun The Scythe, Glaring With Failure.

It Is A Mere Destiny I Thought, A Threshold I Had Crossed Before.

The Rain Was Waving Goodbye, And When The Night Came

The Forest Folded Its Branches Around Me.

Something Passed By, And I Went Into A Dream.

She Laughing And Weeping At Once: "take Me Away".

I Don't Know How Or Why, I'll Never Know WHEN.