What golden hour can compare to the solace I find in being with you.
No demons so fearful as time which parts my view of you
No seas so beautiful as those made spent reflecting on you
No fields of gold as glorious as the crown of your head upon my chest
No jewels as precious as the crystals that bend to color your face
What shall I live for but to feel my forever in the few seconds with you.
For what Angel can shine so brightly where darkness lies beside me
And the sea of sorrows is made light by your smile
And all the blood runs warm once again
From the feel of your touch upon me.
Your curse is a kiss that drowns me
Yet I will live forever under your spell.
