I fell in love at our first kiss
I was very much alive
It was nearly impossible to miss
Your touch, I needed to revive
So much attention, I was ready to faint
We were like artists
Ready to paint
As we took our first stroke
Came down the cloak

It was nothing but a sheet
The cloak was nothing but a cheat!
Known across the globe
This mystical robe
Created the unseen
How the cloak was quite mean
But who, I wondered
As I sat and pondered
Who dared cloak me?
Oh, how I wish I could be seen
Yet I remain invisible
But who is held accountable?

The cloak works in strange ways
I remain hidden from him
He could truly be amazed
If only my presence wasn't so dim
When will I be seen again?
About a month, it has been
I can scream and shout
Yet he still can't see me
Without a doubt
I will search
Yes, that is what I'll do!
Search for one who hid me
And strike them with a birch!

I approach my love once more
My heart was quite ready to pour
As I fall to my knees
I beg him a mighty please
"Oh please!" Said I,
"Please don't say goodbye.
Please don't let our love die!"
My please are of no use
For he was not amused
He passed right through me
As if I was nothing but a flea!
I shall not feel a bother
For I have found the cloak's father

I approach the god
Hoping he was not a fraud
I must know who hid me
So I shall see
Why I am an absentee
As I reach his throne
I plea once more with a moan
"Oh, keeper of cloaks
Please, please invoke who dare cloak
My love cannot see me
I wish to be free!
But who, I dare ask
Who's the one that masked me?"

The keeper leaned forward
With a nod of his head
I felt honored
He leaned back
As his head hit with a smack
"My dear,
The answer you may fear
But your wish is granted
I shall tell you who dare planted
As yes, I remember to lad
Oh how his intentions were bad...
You see, my child
You should be riled
For the man who cloaked you
Was your love, it's true."

I fell from my aching legs
"No." I beg, "This cannot be."
Why would he hide me?
I loved him very much
He knew such!
He promised not again
And had made amends
My trust put into him
His heart cannot be grim!

Oh, how foolish am I?
To let myself die
Sacrificing my soul
Into his black hole
But he was smart
He knew very much of my heart
Love is my drug
Turning me into a thug
You see, he is like the cloak
Working in strange ways
The devil lures us into his drugs
Hiding them with sweet little hugs.