GOTHIC LOVE

A story of Dead night, where death's presence is near,

A love story unravel, both tragic and severe.

Beneath the pale moon's glow, a haunting song sighs,

As love's forbidden dance begins, where darkness never dies.

She, a phantom of beauty, draped in mournful guise,

A ghostly apparition with hollow, sorrowful eyes.

He, a lost soul, condemned to wander through the night,

Seeking solace in her arms, a love he can't ignite.

Their hearts meshed in agony, bound by spectral chains,

Yet passion's flame ignites their souls in eerie strains.

Amidst the crumbling ruins, where shadows play their part,

They find comfort in the depths of their tormented hearts.

Their love, a macabre drapery woven in despair,

Each kiss an icy breath, a taste of death's cold air.

Their souls, forever knotted in a dance of sorrow,

Two spirits entangled, dreading the break of tomorrow.

In moonlit graveyards, they find consolation in decay,

Hugging death's cold touch, while love holds death at bay.

Their whispered vows echo through the night's chilling breeze,

A haunting lamentation, a love that death won't seize.

But fate, a cruel mistress, laughs at their doomed affair,

For in the realm of the living, love is not meant to bear.

With every passing day, their bond grows thin and frail,

As death's cold fingers grasp, and their love starts to pale.

In the end, their love succumbs to the funeral pyre,

A tragedy enshrined, consumed by a funeral fire.

Their spirits drift apart, lost in eternal gloom,

Bound by love's cruel grip, condemned to haunt their tomb.

let this tale of horror serve as a warning bell,

Of love that's bound by death, where despair forever dwells.

In the gothic depths of night, their story will endure,

A love entwined with death, forever haunting, forever pure.