Inside of my mind
beautiful black chaos, 
a black mass of somekind
where the strangers gather and love
amongst the trees
underneath the night sky
magic unfolds
and wolves howl. 

And in my heart
a forest full of wonders.
Withing my gaze '
your home, if you please. 
Such a sweet grace and temptation
inside of your soul
my eyes do see.

Purity.

And sweet, bitter mess.
So much like mine,
which makes thee.

My companion.
The darker half of 
this twisted tale where
the blind ones see
how hallowed do fall
and wicked hearts plead
serenity.