by Tushar Biswas

When the blue light fell on your pallid skin
And how my moon peers from the broken window
Your wine on mantle and color of deep crimpson
And darkness just proposed me hiding behind that door

My Gothic Queen, I've spent nights into your whimper
There a journey begins when our noctural souls unite
I have dreamt of your scarlet lips into splinter
Where Calmness of night desires to take a flight

Why you are standing here alone, my unforgiven winter
Where my moon has fled and no more feels
Our essences are nourished and carve paths to linger
Without you I see no hue when fog congeals
Your empty stares has locked my gaze in piercing
All is dim, it matters not, My Gothic Queen

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