Each night, I sought
Thy essence of purity
For each night, I thought
You shall come and cleanse

Empathy within ablaze
You are no longer near
Sympathy towards who?
I? A mere man of deceit?

Each night, I sought
Thy secrecy shall end
For each night, I fought
Brawling with my heart

I am a stray dog on the streets
Who has forgotten the ways to love
You have long hated I for the beats
But I shall not falter, I have flowers my dear

Your favorite indeed, the purple ones
As I wait in front of your – nay ‘our’ window
Sore – oh yes, it feels sore, to open secrecy
Our – nay! ‘My’ eyes met you ....nay! his...

Each night, I thought
I sobbed, a fool I once was
For each night, I sought
That baby boy in your arms.

My son