Once upon a grey September -
Day,
Yes, I remember -
Oh, but no, I will not 'say',
For sweet flowers in decay,
Might make my weak heart surrender...
And I always run away...
...from the light, the ghastly phantom -
Of the night,
Dreaming at random,
Just a fictional delight-
Watching a sweet angel's flight.
I'm the one, the one who made them...
...made them wish, made them desire -
My sweet thrill -
Now flames and fire
And I want you, and I feel... -
And my tears, my dear, cruel liar...
And I'd wish you'd take me higher.
Can't be free, unless... untill...
...Untill... I'm ashes, once again -
Remember?
Now a lost rephrain...
Of a sweet September
Day. |
Submission Name: September Sylphaen
