I'm through pulling punches, <br />Lowering my head to shield my eyes <br />From the wind. <br /> <br />There were moments that night <br />When time slowed to a thick <br />Crystalline creep, and misleading <br />Miracles reflected in her eyes. <br /> <br />I felt a lonely wind drive through me <br />when her arms clasped behind my back. <br />I'd built my foundation on sand, <br />and the walls were already breaking about me. <br /> <br />I asked you to help me, <br />To give me a moment that was real <br />And to taste the night one last time. <br /> <br />When she let go, the tide had crept in <br />And I watched in mute, impotent horror <br />When she drifted to sea a thick vapour <br />I still can't extricate from my eyes.<br /><br />WILFRED JOHN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-felt-lonely/
