Blue sky without a cloudHigh above the groundGolden feathers in the airLooking down on people thereClimbers scaling stoneWhite peak standing aloneThe sea below the cliff sideWhile I catch the rising tideFar away from the jagged rockthey glaze up highWatching...

By the sea I spoke softly to the waves Why this feverish quest And why all this anguish You carry a thousand pearls On your sparkling forehead Do you, within you Like me, have a fragile heart Quivering, she...

My Gothic fire,  my tears of high emotion, my crimson shine  reddening these teardrops.  As if teary wax of blood seep from the flames of my eyes!  They dry to a still on my face; the haunting memories forever visible.