As Always

Lovers have darkened her doorstep,
flowers they showered her with
and between the sheets they whispered
that she was the only one they need

As always tears had come and stained her cheeks,
now they’ve dried though some still cling
upon her lashes like misty dewdrops
waiting, waiting to fall

And from the darkness garbled love songs play
echoing her sadness, enhancing her loss
for as the music plays she’s still alone
waiting for her lovers though no one came at all

-The Elusive Scribe 02062017-

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