In the autumn chill—
Endless nights spent
In your thrall,
Waves of longing
Over my soul
The Moon
Chalking losses
On the wall.
Inconsolable,
Forsaken
By indifferent stars…
Endless talks
Of who we were
Where we're going
What we'd be,
I want to tell you
You didn't disappoint me--
And now, here we are
Having done it all
Reached all our stars--
Ones above,
And ones Maples strew
And, through it all,
Still love you.