Here is my heart, in tune with your thoughts. It will only beat with each sincere and loving word. The more you are away, the slower it gets. It thirsts for your lips to breath those certain words. And if you are gone too long, it will stop. It will seize until my life has left me. Only in the mist and haze of a forgotten man will you see what you truly are to me. That I would fall to nothing to have you with me. How easy it is now to sacrifice my mind and soul to dance with you. A dance, alone, without music. A dance so perfect in design that the stars and moon cannot help but align and rush blinding lights to us. Our spotlight, our very own opera. With we as the players and the world as our audience, they will all watch and stare as we stand a little to close, something they do not understand yet envy. We will move and sway. We will sway to the wind and spin on each word. Each word circling us and reaching open ears over and over. I will be your phantom, lurking in your mind. I will be behind every corner you take and every door you close. I will stand in your shadow, waiting, lusting, loathing the time we are apart. Whispering, watching, coming closer and closer, Holding your hand in your dreams. I will do all these things, but NOTHING can compare to the emotions that will arise when you are standing in front of me. My soul is nothing but a broken clockwork, scattered about a timeless world, laying in oceans and dust of uncertainty. But of one thing I am certain, it is that you have gleaned and remolded me into something no man has ever seen. With a feeling and will that NO man has ever dreamed. And if you continue to play in this tragedy called life, we will stand together as the world begins to quiver and shirk at the power of us. My spell has been uttered, and lingers from whence it came. Never to leave my lips. They will always stay there, for you, to borrow or take. My dear, you cannot fathom what you have done to me. I am fallen. I am besieged and bewitched by the perfection that is you. I sat in front of you, shaking and gibbering. I sat beside you as a soul, not as a man. Words escaped me and all the powers of the universe were not enough to stay my hand from taking yours. Like a super nova exploding into form I lost control of my mind and went blind with lust. My lips quivered, but met yours. And like the energy front 10,000 suns I was taken a slave to you. From those days hence YOU were the one haunting me. Staying in the very sanctity of my mind. Never giving me a moment's peace. But it is invited. If it meant suffering a day without you I would die in an inhuman torment of flames just to hear your voice. I am nothing but a ghost, hiding from the world. Unworthy of your heart. You. An incredible creature. Perfections match. But I will show you that the heart is much stronger. I will take you into the shadows so that you will see me for who I am. And you will come to me and I have to you. In this place you will have a king and a slave. A king of what what is ours and a slave to you, which is me. My angel. As if the phantom himself were me. Sing with me. And in the midst of the darkness, hear one thing. I love you.