Lovers,light
how curious it dances upon my dark waves.
Never breaching the top,
but somehow reaching the bottom.
A young girl,
aiding a dark lover.
Little have escaped,
but his love for her was his pilot.
She herself loved the darkened one, and was determined to rid of his curse.
Her past was nothing but my dark wave though,
and she couldn't help but love the darkness.
He was my dark wave though,
who only wanted death ever so much.
Yet the light blossomed,
and somehow the girl became the light.
As he followed it, he would die before losing it.
For she was his light,
but yet he was her darkness.
O lovers light,
how curious you dance upon my dark waves.
For you never leave with the soul you desire,
because you always lose your spark, once you've hit the bottom.
