Your time 1800 my time 1900
if you were alive to this day...
LENORE
by Edgar Allan Poe...
Just ignore that dream
Where you wake up in a scream...
Unable to stare out the window,
Unfortunate to see through her eyes...
I see you in the light,
and I know something is not right...
The flame is my obediant servant
and I am the tamer of the blaze...
In her sleep, she does not dream
but she is the keeper of all dreams...
We are the ones!
At night we stalk...
No ~angel~ born in hell
has a chance to beat \"HIM\"...
Said goodbye at dawn.
He held me close...
Tis the morning of joy, whereeth aboutith hasith...
Dar k night sky
blue dark blue...