in the midst of the early shadow

as we lie

in the midst of the early shadow

I have walked in search of you

for it has withheld that which I need to know

hiding its truth within its own darkness

bending over me as I cry myself to sleep

‘oh thou shadow

why hath thou come for me?

to engulf me tonight for a last time?

to reveal

your dark hidden secrets

before the light of dawn lights up my eternal bed’?

I cry many tears because of you

yet you shall never cry a single tear for me

but leave a cold wind whistle my name

between the sycamore branches which scratch my window.

 

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