Moon Shadow

This melancholy dusk
This smothering loneliness
This spiteful wind
These deepening shadows and
and the foreboding atmosphere,

Lo, my mournful heart pining for you
since you’ve been gone. 

If not to appease my yearning heart,
Can you but come
to soothe this moaning moon
and for the teary stars of the night skies?
Oh, do come to enliven
this woebegone landscape.

When a rogue gust of wind sweeps by
the rustling of the leaves
startles me and in a fit of sullenness
I begin to wonder…

Did you just pass me by?