World Within

Even Song

She closed her dreams into her teardrops 
From reality's sharp-clawed demons 
She hid her face of tearful eyes 
From the scan of this grotesque world 
As petals her wings are falling 
Like angelic curses from eternal welkin 
Her serene dreams are vanishing 
Exiled far from the frozen light 
She held a dead rose in her hands 
Passing memory of a divine land 
Her mate -- darkness -- adopted her 
Shielded her body so frail 
Only one place to find peace 
Pleasant cradle of her dreams 
A world within