I dwell within the shade to drink your light,
You, the cold star of my tormented night;
To you I offer, in a prayer unseen,
The painful treasure of what might have been.
Whene’er your careless glance sweeps o’er my face,
A sudden tremor shakes my spirit’s base;
I tremble lest you see, through my disguise,
The burning tumult hidden in my eyes.
Alas! I stifle down the tempest’s cry,
The wild I love you born to swiftly die;
A shy adorer, bowing down my head,
For fear one word might leave my hope for dead.
Yet know, inside the dark where dreams are spun,
I wait the hour our two souls merge as one;
To break the silence, banish all my fear,
And speak the truth that you are held so dear.


