Night
    drenched in my loneliness,
questioning

the empty sky,
the lost stars,
the invisible moon.

Who's mine, she asks?

the wind,
once very dear
is numb tonight

clouds,
no Sir, they got no words.

Its sheer cold
But what's burning?

Is that your heart?
Oh, but how

how come this fire
from the ashes
Evolve
in the freezing night.

A trace of love
Or a ray of hope

But they have all long gone?
Or Not?