Seas of Time and Fate
Ife my love I dream that time
Should haunt or hesitate to be
A whisper exquisite till it requites
With love every rose upon the sea
Then memories wake each crimson blossom
Sometimes aspiring till when free
If my love on seas of time
We sail beyond the very brine
Of all that fate hath made to be
Then time on seas of fate should find
Tis true the moment questions less
When chained to words of renaissance
And beauty gives what is best
Redolent then when laid to rest
In chains and coffins so serene
That love is thralled in me
When fate has thralled the shadow pale
On seas of all I dream avails
A nosforatu dark in solemn sleep
Where sorrow withers and the eve
Of twilight comes indeed to all
Whom in the gloom of night
Find love as tragic as is life
Love as tragic as is life, to have
Should silhouette in the least
All the dreams that we see
Ife my love I dream that time
Twas but a tomb of grey regret
Then every shadow that I find
Should find that all I have is left
Within the tomb of grey regret
Within the tomb where we once met
And there in darkness deep as true
Find my soul still loving you
Sometimes my love a fate forlorn
Bereft of every gothic light
Should find for me and all the more
The anguish that the torment might
In ashen hearts and roses dust
And sunrises dawning till they rust
But ife I suffer in unbelief
No tragic waste or travesty
Should make belief then more to me
For love believes that time might sail
On seas as vast as soul may go
And sailing till assailed no more
On Seas of time and fate thus so
Every emotion I’ve spent on thee
Becomes as real as my belief
That time can languish in the gloom
Of every ghost of love untombed
Till fading in the raven ruin
Twilight comes to light the night
And find that even in the gothic grey
Of love and dimmest candlelight
There burns no heart upon the sea
The sea of all my true belief
Ife my love I dream that time
Should thus like fate unthralled confide
When all the torment of a life
A gothic as a phantoms tear
Could fall in love and still belief
While seas of fate do thrive indeed
When all the torment of a life
And every sorrow that is ripe
Awakes within the grave of love
And finds within the tomb of soul
Every rose upon the sea
The sea of time and fate in me
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