Lady of the Night

spin me like records
worn from the touch of love
your hand in my hair
the memory won’t fade

the love lingers still
a quiet weight inside me
the bitter rain falls
and the sorrow makes me drown

I held every sorry
like ash that clung to my hands
offered them for peace
to a fire already gone

the silence grew loud
in the spaces where you slept
I reached for your voice
but found only fading air

the vinyl still spins
though the sound begins to wane
faint and fragile notes
soft, distant and bittersweet

the shadow you cast
lingered long beyond the light
broken words remain
like echoes in my mind

Lady of the Night
spin me like records
worn from the touch of your love
you turned off the lights
but I stayed to watch it fade

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