Love of the loveless

In the darkness of night,

Amidst the intriguing twilight,

the profound silence,

is secretly showing the light.

Million miles away,

there is something that sways.

Is it the full moon on its throne,

or a little boy left on his own.

The moon is on my mind,

but the thoughts derail.

I try to write a sonnet,

but to no avail.

Myriad cute things she did,

tease me seeing my plight.

Its been so long,

but I still miss her at night.

I still remember the texture of hair,

and the curve of her ear.

The blushing she did,

when I looked at her face.

Her fingers touch,

upon my lips.

My hands move,

towards her hips.

She kisses me on that midnight-street,

and sweeps me off my feet.

I close my eyes & hug her tight,

the moon still a silent spectator to our lovely plight.

Is this the figment of my imagination,

or acrimonious was the way we parted.

I still dream of loving you,

as the whole life passes.

As the sordid tale comes to an end,

I start to see a faint light,

All the stars shining bright,

to give it the name,

Love...

Love of the loveless.