In shadowed corridors where whispers dwell,
A tale of love in darkness fell.
His heart, a captive to the night,
Found solace in her ghostly light.

Through raven’s cry and moonlit gaze,
A love that burned in mystic haze.
Her name, a soft and mournful song,
In Poe’s embrace, she did belong.

Beneath the stars, their spirits soared,
In realms where dreams and fears explored.
A passion, timeless as the sea,
Bound by fate and mystery.

Though shadows claimed their earthly days,
In verse and lore, their love conveys.
An echo through the ages told,
Of Edgar’s heart, forever bold.