JullyFlint

My Love for you will not be understood By those who have never seen a raven's feather Glisten in the winter moonlight Or those that have not seen ice melt At the mere touch of a warm hand Those that fear the darkness in your eyes Do not know that on a starless night The stars are just behind the clouds Not failing to bestow their light And they have never found a treasure In the depth of a tenebrous cavern Or seen behind a hideous mask The wondrous sight of silent, hidden beauty My Love for you will not be understood And it was never meant to be It is but a secret kept by the dungeons And remains, like you, a mystery