longing for you
I miss your laughter
and your sly smile--
Alone in the crowd.
I walk in the rain
Through dark night streets;
I hear your bright voice
behind closed doors
louder than the rain.
I threw love away
Without a thought
of pain at sunset;
in the dark night
I sent you away.
Oh, where has love gone?
Where is my gold,
my most lovely girl?
Oh, why do I
sing this empty song?
In each secret heart
there is a black
moment of blind hate,
doubt before trust--
fear at each new start.
In the light of day
I know the past
foolishness my heart
played was a game--
an empty charade.
John Daleiden
October 9, 1999
of the city--
I hear your night voice
as I walk streets
longing for silence.
Everywhere I turn
I hear your laugh
in my memory,
each day, each night
each hour it returns.
There is no escape--
It is my fate
to pass empty days
and lonely nights
without your face--
without touching you,
hearing your voice,
counting your sweet smiles
from rose red lips--
I missed all the clues.
Memories--the tears
like pearls wash down
my cheeks, my face streaked
with to late grief--
my heart fills with fears.
Alone in the crowd
of broken hearts,
I am the black clown,
the late dreamer,
Alone in the crowd.
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