The words manifest sufficed,
lest I feign a new complexion.
Upon devastation, eyes adhere to me.
Long decension it hath been,
as if discernement for the weary
were a sin.

Too many mused nights in darkness.
Love, Love, Lonely.
Hath no soul to receive.
Among where hath life,
taken my heart to deceive?

Truly, memories of thee,
Resonate woefully.
As a darkened amenity,
only bleeding upon memory.

To avail, reconciliation.
Whereupon there's none.
Save for the wind's tarry,
as a seer through my heart.

Save for the renewal,
I place you in my pleasant thoughts.
As the sun awakes, a new dawn
stirs my lay.

More than light from a star,
gleaming warmth, felt love.
Only revealing who we are,
is thy shine, ever above.