Between Shadows and Verses: A Gothic Reverie

 In the embrace of fading lights,

I know you're absent in those heights.

Between two seasons, an unrest,

You're a tranquility trying its best.

Keep the glass at bay,

For your name, my intoxicated soul does sway.

Between two darkness, so profound,

I've found a place where flames abound.

Let it read a bit of tale,

I know you're the poets' hope, so frail.

Between two verses, like an endless sea,

You're the beauty where horizons meet seamlessly.