wormhole

When chronos' threads of fate entwine my heart, And love's dear loss doth pierce my darkest night, I seek the ancient arts to rend apart The veil of time, and snatch thee back to light. My warlock's craft, a spell of might and art, Shall weave a portal, where thy footsteps stray, And through the mist of ages, I shall dart To claim thee, love, and banish endless day. The stars align, the moon doth full ascend, As incantations swirl, a magic wind; The fabric of the hours, I shall descend, And in thy loving arms, my heart entwine. Through time's dark labyrinth, I shall find my way, And with thy love, forever hold the day.