Let me be your temple,
Bow to you the way a lord does.
For you do resemble,
Closest to a goddess.

Bleeding but the light is dark enough,
Enough for my dark circles you see.
I notice things I don't usually think of,
I don't usually let myself this free.

Thank you for your kindness,
A burden I wouldn't ever want you in.
I'm not here to make a mess,
Although that's chaotic mischief.

So be in your solitude,
The way you shed your light.
I'll be in gratitude,
For an unforgettable night.