By ~mandy~ (acidrain@ncci.net)
Date: 21 February 2000

In the dark

Sometimes in the dark,
the loneliness that haunts me creeps closer and deeper 
into my soul and bends my tired body to its wretched will.
Sometimes in the dark,
the need to be held tightly in the security of a lover's arms
clutches so fiercely that I awake in a sea of tears.
Sometimes in the darkest night,
I dream of you,
loving me into perfection, accepting me in my own complex entireity,
and cherrishing me for it.
And Someday in the dark of night just before dawn,
You will come to me with your heart in your hands and 
your soul in your beautiful eyes and you will stay forever.
Because I am Yours.