At night when I was alone….

Standing amidst the lightlessness I opened that single jar of wine…I ladle it out to myself to raise a toast to the tawny moon! My shadow, me and my moon we three at last found the joy that I know must and must infuse spring!!

I sang.. my moon rocked forth and back .. I danced and the shadow tumbled into pieces…. Drunk we three scattered .. with a pledge to meet again in the lightlessness.
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I heard my tweetle singing .. I witnessed his love in those deep dark eyes..
Too bad .. each song filled with lies, uselessness and nothingness.

Like a shadow he comes every night, passing over those lonely clouds, the tawny moon he comes to me…. stands silently at my window pane…he asks me to follow… I start…steadily I leave the cozy comfort of that pink sheet .. I start following him..those scraggy peaks glides by.. I crossed the streams.. the discreet haunts of lonely caves against the sun…

We stop!! Filling me with his cruel love he murmurs that I have nothing to fear whilst crushing me to his chest he whispers me those tales.. I bleed.. I fall .. I slip.. yet each night I wait for him.. Come my dark knight and make me to believe in love again before you slam that door