Eclipse

"Give me your trust," he says with a gleam in his eye,
"And I'll hold on to your heart 'till the day that you die."
But my dear I'm afraid that day may come far too soon,
If I shall shine like the sun I must flee from the moon.
For the warmth or your touch will bring forth the eclipse,
My mind becomes darkened at the taste of your lips.
And if I pay no mind to what lurks in the dark,
The heart shall take control and the mind become stark.
A river of tears taught me this lesson so well,
That trust will ring the toll of the funeral bell.
For trust is the ground where the dark seed is growing,
And love is the thorn to set my heart's blood flowing.