The dark of night
I called for you
You answered fast
like you always do
We talked a bit
Just you and me
Some topics light,
others weighty
For a moment
the world felt right
I felt blinded
by your warm light
But lights all fade
We know this truth
Such was proven
back in my youth
Doom upon me
It mattered not
Talking like this,
it meant a lot
I was happy
You were crying
And you pleaded,
“Don’t stop trying”
This dream was sweet
despite its end
I felt so blessed
to know you, friend
© 2019 Andi Norton-Madera
A Whispering Enigma 