The awaited day arrives…

And another sunset faded…

Bringing on the Night…

A love so deep, so jaded…

No depth can tell this love…

Or to myself I lie…

Honesty fails this deepest test…

And from truth I shy…

A wound that burns my very soul…

Pains that shall never flee…

This wound, this very deepest scar…

Is worn a millstone around me…

What a test; a single night…

Bringing laughter, bringing tears…

Biting tongues, deepest thought…

Arousing deeper fears…

Left hand holding hope…

Right hand in despair…

Left hand holding greatest pain…

Right hand free from care…

To see those very eyes…

There is the loving fire…

And in again, I see my friend…

And another, burning ire…

Again, a night half-perfect…

Spoiled by thoughtless sighs…

Ended with an empty “I love you.”

And swallowed by hollow goodbyes…