An Unwarranted Visitor
The sound of absence creeping across the moonlit floor
My heart long lost knocking on that rust red door
The question put to myself greet it like the prodigal son
Or leave the door shut and of a greeting I shall give none
I ponder being of two minds to be sure, on what now to do
While outside a trick turns the moonlight a darker shade of blue
The trees loom darker yet, shadows of shadows black as night
They look on silent, waiting, their silence offering no insight
Pressing my head against the door why have you come back
You ran on first sight and took all… what have I now that you lack
Clouds moving swiftly in the dark overhead ominously cover the moon
Silence in the dark within the darkness a heart comes to ask a boon
Still with head pressed to door what, what could you want from me
The terrible roar of time and loss down the chasm of eternity
The trees groan their warning in the dark wind far to late
Creaking and groaning the rust red door opens to my fate
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