Still sweet darkness calls me
E'en after trial by fire.
The shadows whisper, echo,
Reminder of dark angel's song.

Still cruel light beckons me
E'en after searing truth.
The shadows part, dispel,
Reminder of bright angel's face.

In unguarded moments
Dark music reclaims my heart,
Longing to hear but once more
The sound of an angel's voice.

In unguarded moments
Bright vision eclipses my heart,
Longing to see but once more
The charm of an angel's smile.

Still the shadows call us,
Our hearts, entwined as one.
Though death or marriage separate,
A music binds our souls.

This music, not fully of day or night
But purely of the dawn.

A/N: This poem is written from two points of view: Christine (who starts the poem) and Phantom. If this works out well, I will post more of this style of poem.