#10: Forgive My Ineptitude.

Nights like this-
     few and   f a r     b e t w e e n
With the full moon
Revealing all  that it's seen
To the blackened streets
Where we had once been.

So tell me if
You could dare once again
To turn the pages
And take me in the rain
To my storybook land
Down a forgotten memory lane.

For I crave
With a hurt chest
And a ragged breath
         halfchoked halfgasped
To have
  a night more
     a minute more
       a moonbeam more
         of what was once You
           and Yours in Me.

So don't wake the demons
Hiding behind my shadow tonight
Leave behind nothing
But an almost-not-there remembrance
That will hurt
On cold winter nights
Like a wound that never healed
And a man that never left.