My beloved's face has haunted me night after night; <br />Many were the moments I spent eluding sleep <br />Many were the words I wrote on white sheets <br />And wordlessly, I often did weep. <br /> <br />I did not want to become yet another melancholy <br />Sentimental selfless shell; <br />The night was so dark, so obscure that I felt <br />I had walked on the paved road to hell. <br /> <br />My beloved's face has haunted me night after night <br />And sleep eludes me still; <br />When dawn finally does come will I still be <br />Standing by this windowsill? <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright: Rani Turton<br /><br />Rani Turton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-beloved-s-face/
