Nocturne's Caress: A Dark Romance Poem for a Haunted Musician
In the dimly lit corridors of a forgotten melody, the tale unfolds of a love that etches its resonance through the haunted heartstrings of a musician. 'Nocturne's Caress' is not just a poem but a journey into the soul of a tormented artist, where dark romance waltzes with ghostly whispers. Herein lies a poetic expression that weaves together the somber notes of ardor with the spectral embrace of an eternal muse.
Whispereth the night with its obsidian grace,
Upon the strings of my forsaken lute;
In shadows' bloom and moonlight's cold embrace,
Thine apparition stirs the somber flute.
Thy spectral fingers dance 'cross ivied walls,
Weaving a serenade for hearts entwined;
A dark romance where only silence calls,
For a haunted musician's soul, thee designed.
Here in the crypt where echoes dare to dream,
Thy love doth linger like an ancient rune;
Amidst the hush, a solitary beam,
Casts upon the dusk our entwined cocoon.
Invisible to eyes that fear the dark,
Thy melody, a luring siren's hymn;
Enthrall my being, leave thine indelible mark,
As we merge into the symphony's grim.
Each stroke upon the strings, a lover's call,
That draws thee nearer from the shadow's veil;
In every note, I feel thy rise and fall,
A haunted harmony that shall prevail.
Thy essence haunts the corridors of night,
Where I compose our everlasting song;
A dark romance poem crafted in twilight,
For us, the haunted and the love that's strong.
So let the world in somber awe, reprise,
Our love's melody, through ages spread;
For in the cosmos vast, our bond defies,
A dark romance that lives, though deemed as dead.