You shattered the sky,
bringing down a moonless night
upon the courtyard of my dreams.
The doors of long, sorrowing years
closed forever behind you.
Like the ocean’s unfathomed depths,
so were the secret chambers of your heart.
An unseen tempest dwelt there
one you neither understood yourself,
nor ever allowed me to know.
Yet you were
the golden horizon of my dreams,
the last light of my faith.
At last you came,
like a will-o’-the-wisp;
and I, grasping fire by its tail,
walked unresisting
towards my own ruin.

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