This Eve Poem by Candice James

This Eve © 2012 Candice James

What shall we do this evening dear?
What shall we do this eve?
Shall we stand worlds apart together
Beside love’s tomb to grieve?

Shall we shed a tear or two
Or shall we tell a lie?
Shall we stare at separate moons
Or hang on days gone by?

Gone are the stained glass hours
We rode through yesterday,
Astride the champing hearts
Of lovers in love’s play.

Gone are the star spun nights
That lit our eager hearts,
Bleeding with lust and love
Tangled in body parts.

The road that leads to yesterday
Is overgrown and dense;
A vast perfidious shadow land
Past all points of pretense.

And if we dared to speak the truth
We’d be forced to confess
The waning of the wandering years
Has caused our hearts recess.

What shall we do this evening dear?
What shall we do this eve?
Let us stand worlds apart together
Beside love’s tomb…… and grieve.