God, you look good in that black dress
and that lace over your porcelain face
I never thought you could look that way
especially in a dress like that

They don't know my sister
they don't know of the storm that comes
my messengers are back I sent
some in tattered thoughts of time

Don't let the stars break your sweet heart
come my love and hide with me
let what will pass, pass
I promise to cover your sweet ***

Let me take you to my nova beams
the place I hide within them
hush my love, our secret is safe
in our black dress in time and space

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris