Take a kiss upon thy brow!
In parting, I shall bow,
On this royal wedding vow -
I am not wrong, to deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet my spirits writhe to play,
Within the night, upon a fateful day,
Within a void, in Eternity sewn,
Is it; henceforth, less alone?
All I may see or seem,
Is only a melancholy of a Maiden's dream.

I stand behind a crystal door,
Of a crimson-coated shore,
With a ring upon my hand
With diadems at my command -
Faith in the river’s creek,
Drives the maiden to Sleep,
While she may weep - While she may Weep!
Alas! May I ever grasp
The kingdom’s only clasp?
Alas! May I ever crave
Another sagacious wave?
Is all that I may see or seem,
But a melancholy of a Maiden's dream?

A TITLE divine is mine,
For a Wife without
A second of Time.
Set this Prison free,
Burdened onto me -
The Queen of Chivalry.
Royal is all but the
Crown -
Diadems of my Death
God gives us gifts,
When two eyes meet
Crystal to crystal -
Rebirth - Renaissance -
Clouded -
Just in moments
Of a Loving Victory -
Erased away,
With the TITLE
Of Wife,
    “My Husband”
She shall say,
Breaking their melody,
In this life,
Is this the way?

A SOLEMN thing it was,
    To see a woman white as can be,
And wear, under forbidden bells of melody,
    Her hallowed gown of mystery.

Such a timid thing to drop a life,
    Into the wedding’s well;
A well so bottomless, that it shall return -
    Eternity until.

I ENVY the seas that he rides,
    I envy the thrills,
Of his royal chariot of May;
    Gracing these glistening hills.

Gaze upon our journey, Love!
    Where the stars may gleam
On our forbidden melody,
    Bless this Love, unto me!

I envy nests of Doves,
    That flutter on August Eves,
That bless forbidden Love,
    With newfound Autumn Leaves.

Ajar is the window,
    On the summer’s Eve for me,
The jewels and diadems of Wealth,
    Could never be.

I envy our everlasting light,
    And bells that gently ring
Over that fateful evening,
    That - envy shall bring.

Yet interrupt Spring’s blossom,
    Even when our hearts may bleed;
Run into this everlasting night,
    Under the stars with me.

I LIVE with him,
    On every dying day;
Until it's sundown,
    Calls Death's decay.

Only foreboding is the Love of mine,
    A divine right that he;
Painted the seas invisible,
    No marriage granted me.

I live with him,
    I stand alive today;
Behold the melancholy,
    Of our Death's decay.

Teach me the Time -
    That counts our days;
For our Love is endless,
    In a darkened maze.

LET me not dwell on a perfect dream,
    By a Lover’s pain;
But only adjust my everlasting plight -
    So it may arrive again.

I found a SPIRIT down in the meadow,
Just by the fireside on New Year’s night;
    I held his words to my chest.
“When there ever is a sea of Love,
Hold your gaze into it’s eyes.”

And two days past the four scores of End,
As I breathed February’s Air,
    Donning the Queen’s Gown;
The spirit came around the bend -
“Love for the Maiden so fair,
Who’s loveship; in the sea went down -
And are you happy now?”