My beloved tormentor

Black is the love that we share

As dark as dreamless nights

As cold as an empty stare


A love as black as a thousand midnights

The darkest of shadows

Dreary as a man without sight



We are forever in between two worlds

Consumed by black masses and autumn showers

There is no love as dark as ours



The nightmare of daughters fathers

Praised as the idols of martyrs

Engaged in a dance amongst strangers pretending to be lovers



Our hearts could have died a hundred times before we let go

We revel in each other's punishment

The scars on our hearts, this does show



Death holds our fate with all it's powers

And as sure as the dusk is obscure

There is no love as dark as ours....
© gusarellano