Breathless Night, Endless Sorrow

The moon hangs heavy in bruised silent tear, Upon the velvet cloak of breathless night. My soul, a ship lost in a sea of fear, Doth founder in the absence of your light. Each shallow gasp, a memory that stings, Of laughter lost, a touch I can't reclaim. The shadows lengthen and the night bird sings A mournful dirge, whispering your sweet name. This aching void where once your presence burned, Now chills me to the bone, a frozen tomb. My heart, a captive, hopelessly has yearned, To break these chains and flee this heavy gloom. But breathless I remain with tears that fall, Lost in the night beyond your loving call.