Crimson Lee

Fast the day shall haste to greet thee Haste to greet thy slumb’ring form From twilight’s soothing arms arrest thee Tossing dreams out to the cold I prithee, grant me two sweet wishes Refuge from light’s burning grasp And rest to last for more than seconds That my soul to dreams might pass I lie my crown on folded hands What’s this? A flash before mine eyes My mem'ry fails, my quest forgotten Heartbeat slows while time, it flies. Who’s there? A hand upon my blade Who’s there? What tidings have thou said? The morn is nigh? Pray, no. I plee Recant thy lies! I shan't believe! Then Crimson Lee, the shadow maiden Sadly bade my eyes to see She swept the fog of night behind me Placed the carpet ‘neath my feet. Oh eventide. Alas, I love thee Whilst most tend to court the day But kismet dealt a hand of cruelty For our time doth fly away Oh eventide. Alas, I love thee Whilst most tend to court the day Our love is tinged with tragedy Half wakeful, half dreaming and hour a day.