'In the shadow-lands
When lines are blurred
And my dreams are yours – for an infinite heartbeat'
In the silhouette of the morn
As the lark croons it's sweetest song
I watch you fade into the night
With the advent of every dawn
Across the bridge that burns with light
My yearning takes to solitary flight
I long for chasms to be bridged anew
With the advent of another night
Of neither light nor dark I know
Nor heed the seer’s tidings of woe
My every thought yet calls for you
And chafes at time’s passage slow
Then shadows fall and you walk my way
And though I know you cannot stay
Yet hope still springs eternal deep
And holds us in its enchanting sway
We meet through thundered mist and rain
And renewed joy yet dulls the pain
In the shadow-lands we tread
Love’s labor lost – our dreams in vain
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