Ah but my beloved, I could have sworn, t'was no trick of the eye, nor the shadows of the moon. T'wasn't your soft footfall, nor your sturdy presence, the ghostly figure, had but one grating message. The cry of the raven, the flapping of wings, t'was no trick of the eye, nor the shadows of the moon. Where were you, when I needed you most, leaving concentric circles, frozen maze in the snow. Death is no stranger, to my vermillion door, with one final visit, I am broken to the core! He hey my favorite poet is byaaaaack! :) Newuser, can anyone beat your flights of fancy or the heights of your fantasy? :)