He Came Back for Love

Things you didn’t see
when you woke up in the night:
moonlight in your room
that cast about an eerie light;
candles burning to the wick,
wax dripping onto the floor;
an incandescent mist
swirling
swirling about the door.
A figure stood in your doorway
shadows cast him all in black:
the spirit of your loved one
come to take you back—
but your heart was too distracted
by the pain of loss and grief
and the spirit in the doorway
would not bear to be a thief
nor rob you of this time
meant to heal your broken heart
mend your spirit and find your joy
though you and him
(Oh you and him!)
will now forever be apart—
While the glow of moonlight shimmered
and the candles burned away
your phantom lover gave a sigh
and the shadows slipped away.
The figure in the doorway
faded slowly from the frame,
disappeared through space and time
while softly calling out your name—
In the lateness of the hour
while you cried and made your pleas
he came back to you for love but oh!
the things you didn’t see.