Master and Lover

I paint my world of darkness,
With lovely words of old,
I do not pretend this sadness,
Now you have been told.

My words are from my heart,
Undying, ever-burning flames,
Here my ending starts,
Erasing all the pains.

Trembling in the waters,
Of the passing dead,
Your hand you kindly offered,
As you towered over my head.

Now my soul is resting,
Quietly in your arms,
Your strength and will are besting,
Defeating me with your charms.

When I look at you,
All the world is blurred,
As my spirit flew,
My mind stays unsure.

To speak without words,
Is a calming dream,
To know without asking,
Is a welcomed thing.