In the twilight's sigh, a tale unfolds, Of a dolorous embrace, wherein darkness holds.

It is a dance of sorrow, an ethereal mist, Where withering hearts, by pain, are kissed.

In this embrace, anguish and despair entwine, Like a tangle of thorns, a love so sublime.

Through whispered echoes of anguish and woe, A bittersweet solace, this embrace bestows.

A symphony of tears, where sadness finds peace, Where grief becomes sanctuary, sorrows release.

The weight of the world, surrendered with care, In this dolorous embrace, a poignant affair.