The love that you had for me
was so bright and magical that
I thought it would last forever,
my favorite midnight poetry
sifting inside my soul, every
last detail brightening the fire
inside my eyes, as I’d gaze outside
at the beating rhythm of trees and
leaves in sync with the romantic
breeze, pure enchantment rising
in sensual climaxes.  But the love
that you had for me drifted away
in the nighttime skyline.  And I tried
to cling to every vanishing invention,
trembling hands seeking sensation
upon your kingdom, shadowed cheeks
pressed up against soft surfaces,
embracing the serenity that your flame
used to bring to my frame.  But I know
that you are too far gone across the
waves of a million oceans.