The night wind howls an empty tune, <br />In bed I lie awake— <br />Gazing at the lonely moon, <br />That fortune did forsake. <br /> <br />Your absence causes aches and pains, <br />I’m stabbed by solitude— <br />A slave to time, restrained by chains, <br />A prisoner subdued. <br /> <br />If only I could be with you, <br />For just one fleeting day— <br />The sky would never be so blue, <br />The sun so far away. <br /> <br />And still the night wind whines and wails, <br />And still I lie awake— <br />And still the lonely moon prevails, <br />And still, for you, I ache…<br /><br />Joshua Dinkin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/long-nights-6/
