Nightfall brings its burdens.
Large packages of regrets
Sitting by my bed
wailing like banshees.
They call my name
all through the night.
Rest is but a distant dream now.
I see her in the moonlights bloom.
Beautiful and poised her half  smile
touching the edges of her mouth.
I respond as usual to her figure
So soft and alluring so much desire.
Reaching for her from half sleep
I hear myself begging
for her to come to me.
Accepting all the blame
It was me. always me, only me.
She is clearer now I can the
color of her bright blue eyes.
Don’t go
I say please God
do not go.
But the clouds fade the moon's glow.
In the darkness
she disappears once more
And all that is left of her
is my wailing of regret.