My mind wanders, lost and lonely, through the summer night,
Dreaming in the darkness, hoping for a sight,
Of your familiar face. You've been gone so long
That sometimes I wonder if perhaps we had been wrong
To promise to be faithful. The words that we had said
To bind us to each other have become a cord that's frayed
And worn under the pressure of nights alone and dark.
Nights when I would lie in bed, just dreaming of the spark
Of passion that between us once had brightly burned.
And now I am afraid that my interests may have turned
To one who lights the darkness, as lightning streaks the sky,
But the one word I'm afraid of is goodbye...
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M.A. Mohanraj
September 1991