Lonely girl, visit me on housetops <br />That weep overlooking the flowerless city; <br />All the roses reside in your vulnerable eyes <br />Where I fall asleep for fragile centuries. <br /> <br />There’s a sunlight glint <br />On dining-room wine bottles; <br />Even when my love feels <br />Exhausted and half-spent, <br />I have another glass to pour for you. <br /> <br />Always refuse to be carried <br />By the melancholy breeze that whistles <br />Through the cemetery trees <br />Sympathetic symphony of tears <br />And brings you to eternal homes.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lonely-girl-part-2/
