I Walk This Night Alone

They say the stars are beautiful,
But when I look at them I turn away.
Their glow so distant
Reminds me of another so far.
The joy of the twinkling candles,
Would return to me were I not alone.
But the memories etched in those orbs,
Are memories of growing time,
What once was, and that I cling to.
Oh the songs of all the heavenly host of the night
Where once I sang with them,
Now my voice rises no more.
Silent tears match the diamonds above,
As my heart trembles for a love restored.
I walk this night alone.
Looking up to greet the rising moon,
Wishing to see a face in its light.
Eyes of the forest, brow of the night,
Nose a tower, lips the sea,
Clefted chin, teeth of pearls.
Body of great jewels.
Hands strong yet gentle.
Oh Moon, where is he now?
Not by my side, not before me.
I walk this night alone.
I look once more to the stars
And watch their turning dance.
They pass each other by
In perfect harmony
Yet never do they touch.
But their beauty cannot quench my thirst.
I long for an embrace that I cannot reach.
To hold his hand once more,
To be in his presence,
But for now it cannot be done.
I sigh and breathe and turn away.
Another day, another time,
Our union made complete.
But not this day, not this night.
I still must journey in solitude.
Follow your heart, they say,
But were I to follow at this time
Would be foolishness indeed.
So for now,
I tread the lonely path.
I walk this night alone.