Thursday, June 7, 2012

In the stillness of night

In the stillness of night
I hear your voice
Calling my name
I see your silhouette
 Sitting in the chair by the window
Like very long ago
Holding a guitar in your arms
With dreary look in your eyes
Reciting some old poems

On the wall
The clock stopped ticking
Moonlight is dancing the tango
With fragile shadows
My hand reaches
To touch your dark curls
My body craving
To feel your
Well-known touch
But the cruel night
Hides a moon behind the clouds
Your presence disappears
In its black
Mysterious cape

Only a whisper remains:
Never again
Never again

©Mirjana Cesar