I thought you were angelborn

Once, made of heaven's holy light.

My match, my partner, against these new and

Trying times there would not be a tumultuous sea

Strong enough to tear us apart.

But that heaven's light I saw in you was not holy

In truth, it was fire,

And from your still heart, it sought a new mistress to burn.

You call to me even now,

A siren's song of embers and epiphany

A glimpse into the future forged of secrets and lies

I see your hand reaching out from

Beneath the shadows of this forbidden grove

I hear those warnings louder now,

Keep out, stay away

But I need to know.

When I take your hand, I see just flashes

Of a Paradise, lost to the memories of an innocent

Lovestruck girl.

And when the light fades, I see only darkness

Unfurling from the fruit of my temptation,

And I am alone once more.