Tonight there is no moon to light the sky,
But the stars, the stars are bittersweet tears
Reflected from mine eyes into the sky;
Tears for the loss of all those would-be years.
The pavement shines like forgotten silver,
Lost in the shadows of glistening gold,
Streaming down the streets, a silent river,
Whispering secrets of this love so bold.
Where gone hast the sunshine of my darling,
When she is yet to turn cold in her grave?
Down, deeper into darkness she's falling,
Her lovely soul, too late it is to save.
Always a picture perfect piece of art
Shall she fore'er remain inside my heart.

--December 2000--