• I know, my love, the heat seems everywhere,
    as one would have expected to see now.
    As summer held the time we used to share,
    I must now find you but I know not how.

    Both united by our unspoken vow,
    and also July's dancing of the fire.
    My heart leaps like the fires dance and bow,
    for searching still, am I, for my desire.

    For listen not to all the city crier,
    my love! My love! with eagles eyes I search.
    with you in mind my bones will scarcely tire,
    For saints like you truly belong in church.

    I need your love like I need sun and moon.
    For like a fire I will be snuffed out soon.
    -Dark
    P.S.- I love you, Luna, with all of my heart.