Here lies this heart a broken shell
Mere wounds that make me weep...

Into the distance, I humbly stare
Trying to capture a glimpse of your eyes...

They come and sit upon the bench
Some old, some young, some in between...

Two whispered souls
From across the room...

As my eyes span the horizon,
pieces of crystal in the sky...

Scatters from the winds of change
Among debris life rearranged...

The idle night beckons thee to the dark stone
To howl at the stars and to grieve there alone...

Another lonely night...
And as I sit in darkness...

Your love has cast a spell on me
Bewitched me with your lips...

Sometimes I sit and ponder
The idiosyncrasies of life...

Mere words of love need not be said
From thy lips no whisper come...

Sleep eludes me
My blanket tossed in disarray...