Dark Midnight Slept Alone

Dark midnight slept alone, then I awoke the same, as the sad eyed moon shone upon my naked frame, as I reached for your impression. But gone, you flew! and never cared for the depression that would come from the sever of your soft reality, now faded between the sheets. Alas! but was it real before sleep danced upon my eyes? It seems it was of yore when I kissed your sweet surprise, passioned embrace infolded in sweat. How shadows crumble and flee between the cracks of time, and I can nolonger see except in the memory of mind, the warmth of your silhoutte. I remember your faded smile, what's left for me to hold, and far tomorrows in numbered pile will turn my memories cold, into a frozen dream of you. But till that cold forgotten day I'll believe it was all true, and will continue to replay that short love 'tween me and you dried tears in darkened gaze.