A Gothic Elegy

by Oliviu Crâznic

 
 

The summer breeze is spreading the infection;

You play the piano as I play the violin…

We light the torches to restrain the shadows –

Once the End over, something else begins.

 

We drink our wine, and dance in our ballroom;

Make love in our bedrooms and play cards late at night…

We’re dining one last time, because we are the last ones –

Let down the bloodred curtains, we do not need the sight.

 

On your white neck, I place the golden necklace;

Now with the coming darkness, accept to be my wife…

You kiss me long and sweet, to sleep we lay together –

And whispering Forever!…” we dream the afterlife.

 

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