Another Silhoutte

“Another Silhouette”

As I sit on this little corner that I own,

I begin to enjoy the tranquility of the moment;

And watched as the parchment of our story slowly burns...

What a pity!

I, for one, have not been able to sleep,

The gush of wind no longer provokes me,

It has lost its powers of conviction,

And so I keep my vigil.

As my flagellated heart beats rapidly in the night,

I toss and turn in the darkness;

Slowly, I’m sucked into your oblivion.

Will I be another silhouette?

                       

Too many times have I been in this predicament,

And my heart may no longer endure.

Yet, I refuse to turn off my lantern,

I'll be waiting and hoping.