In the dead of night she came without a sound,
The darkness held the shadows in her eyes,
With a haunting gait she wore a mourning gown,
Honey sweetened words became the perfect disguise,
Heart in hand without an utterance of a word,
How was one to know it was to be a grand mistake,
A shift in the shadows with nothing else to be heard,
She threw his beating heart into a lifeless lake,
In a timeless passage it fell into the depths,
For no eyes in this black liquid witnessed the fear,
Drowning a silent voice created on a spectres breath,
His heart descended in darkness to disappear.
The darkness held the shadows in her eyes,
With a haunting gait she wore a mourning gown,
Honey sweetened words became the perfect disguise,
Heart in hand without an utterance of a word,
How was one to know it was to be a grand mistake,
A shift in the shadows with nothing else to be heard,
She threw his beating heart into a lifeless lake,
In a timeless passage it fell into the depths,
For no eyes in this black liquid witnessed the fear,
Drowning a silent voice created on a spectres breath,
His heart descended in darkness to disappear.
