The Night Does Not Love

In the loneliness of the night I find your name
Etched on heart shaped rocks that pave a road,
Which I follow like a fool
Into a dark obis
Where my own shadow refuses to go.
You were the last woman I was capable of loving
But like most hid away under lock and key
My love for you could not blossom.
I was a flower you watch wilt in your darkest hours,
Underneath the heaviness of your breath
All while your soul played music
That I could never dance to.
I think of you most nights
When my lonely mind wonders
And is reminded
That the most beautiful creatures which exist
Are those who are afraid of their own

Written by EllaNeftali (Ella.Neftali.)
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