"They say love is a form of magick,
and I must say my love, you cast your spell well,"
My eyes alight with the moons erie glow,
I place my hands upon a gravestone close to me,
I close my eyes and imagine my sad life passing by ever so slow,
After a moment, I slowly open my eyes and begin to see,
My eyes open wider as I see you standing before me,
Standing silently, looking towards me in a lace black dress,
Your eyes shimmering bright in the moonlight, a light I will forever see,
You reach your hand out to me, touching my face, a soft caress,
Your long, beautiful hair flowing within the…
