I exist only in the moment after nightfall,
When the
world thinks of Love and lovers of each other,
When chaos
and order play at life
And the
stars themselves are passion.
And
somewhere, in this temporary twilight,
I am still
holding you. Now and forever,
As it has
so many breathless times before,
Eternity
beats your name onto my soul.
There has
never been anyone, no one like you,
You were my
angel, your song echoing in my heart.
And as I
think longingly of your eyes
My soul
remembers how to dream:
I dream your tenderness held tight in my arms,
Your hand again in mine, my heart still in yours.
And under
this night, so bright in my fantasy,
We are
more than even we thought possible.
I dream of
lost memories of forgotten love
Of truths
never learned and lies never told,
But even
submerged in this vision of crystal palaces,
I know that
you are gone, and I awaken.
I wake,
like I rise each morning,
Praying
that my heart won’t call to you,
Knowing
all the while that it will, as it has
Every since
my lips first touched yours.
I awake to
a world of coldness
Where the
warmth of you lying next to me is a memory,
But that
memory is all that sustains me
As I seek
the clouds I last saw you dancing under.
"Go then. There are other worlds than these." - Stephen King, The Gunslinger
