From the Temple

From in her temple beauty calls to me, Her voice the song within my dark shadow, This love I crave yet I must set her free My heart will bring her naught but blind sorrow. To kiss her now and curse her tomorrow One thing I dare not do, despite desire Such wanton lust I have no right to know My eyes still seek it in the flames of fire. For love is cruel, with fate it will conspire And yields me sleepless nights in torment's reign, I see the torch and could ignite her pyre Then in that moment cause a greater pain. I fight the urge because my love is true, To cause her pain I‘ve sworn I'll never do.