You

Come in.
I’ve been waiting for you.
There’s a knock on the door
And love walks through.

And lights the fire, smiles…the smile,
As though love were going to stay awhile.

And the fire breathes
And weaves its spell.
But then, love runs out of lies to tell.

For love is restless.
Love’s a flirt.
It has places to go
And people to hurt.

Here’s the shovel
To smother the flame.
Tomorrow you’ll barely
Remember my name.

And I’ll try to forget you,
My dearest one,
As a prisoner tries to forget the sun.

For life holds no purpose
Love holds no charms
Since I beheld you
In another’s arms.

--'Til there was you.