Into the night shade

Into the night shade

 

 

And on this breathless night my heart is laid upon the altar of love.

 

When the autumn colors turn to winters darkness,

and sheds a tear for what was lost,

I will bury my heart deep in the shadows,

of what could have been.

 

For it is now that the sting of love cuts deep,

and promises made will be broken.

 

My heart is not meant to love,

it was and always will be there to show others what could be.

 

For I am the guide to love,

but never meant to feel love,

but a few moments in time.

 

Do not cry for my few moments of love,

but rejoice in the knowledge that I felt the love of others,

over and over.

 

And that is the greatest gift,

others have given me.

 

 

Author's Note