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The moon, she hangs a cruel portrait
Soft winds whisper the bidding of
As tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
And the mid-nightmare trampling of

But oh, no please
Fear and pain may accompany
But it is desire shepherds its certainty
As we see

She was divinity's creature that in cold mirrors
A queen of snow, far compare
Lips attuned to symmetry sought her
Dark liquored eyes, an nightmare

She shone on watercolors of my pond life as
Until those who couldn't have her, cut her of this world

fateful eve when the breeze stank of sunset and camphor
Their lanterns chased and threw
An inquisitive glance, the shadows they cast
On my love picking rue by the light of the

Putting to flight or to death is their way
They through woods mesmerized
By the taffeta ley of her hips held sway
all they surveyed save a mist on the rise
A deadly to hide her ghost in the fog
They and left, five men of God, her ghost in the fog

Dawn discovered her there the cedar's stare
Silk torn, her raven hair flown to gown her beauty bared
Was starred with frost, I knew her
I wept 'til tears crept back to

sworn me vows in fragrant blood
"Never to part, lest jealous stole our hearts"
Then this I screamed ,"Come to me
For I was born in love thee
So why fate stand in between?"

And as I drowned her gentle
With dreams unsaid and words
I espied a trodden to earth
The bell tower key

The village mourned her by
For she'd been a witch, their men had to try
And I broke under seeking guilty signs
My tortured on ice

A queen of snow, far beyond
Lips attuned to symmetry, sought her
Trappistine eyes, an nightmare
She was Ursuline possessed of a milky skin
My porcelain yin, a Angel of sin

And so for her the breeze of sunset and camphor
My lantern chased her and blew
Their chapel and all locked in to a pain
Best reserved for judgment their Bible construed

Putting reason to flight or to flame unashamed, I from cries
Mesmerized by the taffeta ley of her hips that sway
all those at bay, save a mist on the rise
A blessing to hide, her ghost in the fog
And I where lovers rot, her ghost in the fog
Her in the fog, her ghost in the fog