the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, lost are we. <br />the emotion for which you lust <br />flares once, then dies, <br />devoured by a velvet ebony nothingness. <br />all hope must surely perish. <br /> <br />your soul thrives no more. <br />how could you fail to believe? <br />angels surround us, crying, <br />sanctuary.<br /><br />Jane Tomlin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/devoid-of-love/
