O Spirit, My Lover
"Dedicated to Sweetness, the spirit of which I speak."
Fiendish winds and unrelenting rainsAssail my oaken doorWith icy hands and iron chains,They chill me to my coreAnd mar the solemn peace of midnight,Veiling the autumn moon.Without the gentle moonlightDespair descends, too soon.Lining my inner chamber,Old volumes of arcane loreFull...



