Sweet Darkness (2)

Darkness, I missed you
fair maiden
where have you been?

I slept alone last night with
my bed lamp swallowing
the fear of the
monsters stretching in the shadows

Darkness, you disappeared from
my existence weeks ago
when love loved loving
in my heart

My darkness, come back to me
oh sweet mistress
I hate feeling like this:

empty

I miss the metaphors that
drowned me in fathoms
of poetic depth

I'm empty

hanging
on
emptiness

I'm a ghost in
orange and red sunlight
transparent for the
world to scrutinize with their
"who to be's" and
"what to do's"

I miss the feeling
of murderous matrimony