I hear the wind swishing, yelling in the night.
What’s out there? I wonder, where it’s not so bright.
It forces the trees to sway, tapping on the glass.
Is that a ghost? I wonder, a ghost from my past?
I head down the stairs, my candle lifted and my heart unprepared.
I saw you in the moonlight, a body of stone with your eyes aglow.
You were a goddess to marvel, a beauty of gold.
I couldn’t move my eyes from you, a streak of perfection in a world of none.
You were glorious, more luring than the sun.
Oh, do you tempt me? I move closer still.
My mind outlining you, engraving the memory with all my will.
A streak of lighting suddenly flashed the day, illuminating every piece of you.
All shadows at bay.
And while my heart began weeping at a joy I cannot fathom,
You were gone, leaving within me a dark chasm.
A cold blanket of air soon filled the room; the wind began again to screech.
The dark night resumed.