MY PHANTOM OF THE MOON
As the sun rays leave, I rest my eyes
I lie alone, as the warmth dies
When the world is shrouded with inky blue night,
I hear your voice ensnaring me.
It's pleasant and playful inviting me
To enjoy the cold together,
As if it doesn't matter when the sky falls down
For we do have each other.
The sound shows me illusions of ecstasy
Blurring my morals grey,
But the reality I live in is nowhere near heaven
Reaching it's roots close to hell.
Will you escort me by your side
Row me in your boat,
Through the dark tunnels
Across the treacherous siren waters?
Will you trap me in your lair or let me live fair,
As you watch me dance in your house of glass?

Inspired by the Novel 'Phantom of the Opera' by Gaston Leroux (1909)
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