In the wee hours of the moonlit night
I woke again.
I spent two hours
Trying to forget you.
Not to remember your blue eyes laughing
Or your devilish grin
With some secret hidden behind it.
Then, just as quickly,
I was trying not to remember
the methodical torturous staircase
We walked down, apart together.
Voices catcalling us
“Whoo Hoo! It’s lovely down here…Join us.”
They lied and laughed
As we both stumbled and fell
Into our misery, alone together.
leaving us with no way back
to the azure sky and green hills.
Except to test each our own wings,
And say the magic words,
And learn to fly.