Night's Pain

The hour is late but I am alone, my bed
is as cold as the nighttime sky, my eyes just hang
as low as the moon so bright just overhead
My heart is as black as the night around me now
and my hopes are distant like the stars so high
I understand the night, the pain she feels
the chill that grips her, the darkness that holds her heart
in place of the sun. She fills the void the way
she knows best, I fill that void the only way
I can. I stare at night my love, my light
Like two locks without a key we wait for light
to shine on us again. But she waits for dawn
while I wait for love's kind hand. As sure as day
shall come, I shall weep again as sweet night will find
her love again.

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