Tears stain my pillow in the dead of night
When I reflect on my desperate desire:
The violet hair, the smooth coat of white,
The lovely visions consume me like fire.
To want her so badly, to crave her touch,
To want to see those sapphire eyes each night—
It feels like smothering, it's all too much,
And I can't run from this, try as I might.
And all those around me, they cannot know
How deep this love goes and how much it burns;
Though I keep it in darkness, it still grows,
And more intensely each day my heart yearns.
That which I need, I'll never relinquish.
My flickering flame, I won't extinguish.