Another one? =P

Amore mio, the fading sun, the glaring night lights. A symphony I hear, a flurry of voices that rise and fall, the bug kingdom astir, an orchestra of crickets, a ballet of mosquitos. We stroll in symphony, we breathe in harmony, I whisper in thine ears, you croon in mine ears. I clutch on to your hot sweaty palm, you hold on to my cold clammy hand, the stars they twinkle, the moon it smiles. Don't let go, mein liebling, or I might lose you in the darkness of the night.

Enter: a raging storm, with lightning and thunder, we're torn asunder. I grope in the darkness to salvage any trace of you but you're nowhere to be found, mon amour est disparu. Enveloped by the lascivious dark, fondled by its treacherous claws, violated by its lustful jaws. I stumble.

Thus pass days, months and years, darkness lifting, the winds shifting, light penetrating, my view slowly clearing, a lovely fawn who scurries away at the lifting of dawn. Oh amore, donde estas?