In the midnight’s gentle embrace,
Where shadows dance with whispered grace,
A heart once lost in dreams of woe,
Finds solace in the love of Poe.
His words, a tapestry of night,
Weave tales of love in darkened light,
A soul entwined in gothic lore,
Yearning for love forevermore.
The raven’s call, a haunting song,
Echoes where lost lovers belong,
In chambers deep, where secrets lie,
Beneath the starlit, endless sky.
Though shadows linger, hearts entwine,
In Poe’s embrace, love’s light will shine,
For even in the darkest night,
Love finds its way to endless light.