What love that burns so deep
the light that flares a thousand miles
of caves so dark the world above is lost
to that which it once was

From plain a heart
that was left to seek another
while left bereft of the hands that held its two halves together
Of where does such sadness live
On what does it survive
When starved and broken
From where does it find its fight
If love was the solider from heaven sent
Why would it allow its two halves to separate

Intertwined the threads of love that remain
Are bold as the ivy that strangles the tree in its embrace
From such intense love comes the most devastating heart break
And in the final hours of the day
The final moments you wish you could forget
They are the friends that hold you back
They are the walls that protect
They are the soldiers that stand and fight
For when the light is dimed and the moon not yet arisen
The in-between that allows the heart to rest
Is the eye of the storm of loves great battle lost.