The stranger

A dark blanket of sorrow filled the air that night, 
People lacking any passion for life.
I stood watching as these creatures walked by,
I note a man as he battled to even look at his wife.

I pass under the dank archway, 
My mind preoccupied with thoughts of crippling emotion, 
Barley noticing the desheviled man, 
Sat with his guitar, his plans for true devotion.

How do they, as people made to love, 
Crumble under the darkness of the sky.
What makes these people scared of the shadows?
What fears do they harbour and why?

I find an old bench, It's pannels all bowed, 
Something so beautiful in it's state of decay.
So tranquil I sit, alone in my thoughts, 
Until interupted by the youngman, from under the archway.

My heart pounded, as he shimmied closer,
He said hello with a tilt of his head, 
I replied with a silent smile.
Then with his words my mind he led.

He spoke of all things beautiful, 
Of all the birds who circle the dark blue sky, 
Of all the stars, all the glistening lights,
And that people are scared of the dark is a lie. 

"People fear not the dark, people fear not the shadows,
People fear not the lightless moment.
People fear what it may conceal.
To be like us they miss one componant."

Before he could diclose his thoughts, 
The sudden realisation of time sinks in. 
I cut my ties and try to leave,
He giggles, then looks with a mischevious grin.

He gently took my arm and pulled me up, 
I was not scared, I knew to follow.
As he held my hand and lead me away,
My heart so full, when once hollow.

This man although a stranger, knew me all too well,
His thrill for darkness excites me greatly. 
The moon our sun, the darkness our playground,
Gone are the sour emotions I had lately.

I felt like my shackles were lifted,
This irresistibly charming man that I should not know.
Showed me a life that was tourment free,
Now has hold of my heart and won't let go.

We found ourself in a forest near by, 
Where we lay hand in hand gazing at the stars.
We spoke of the past, the present and future,
I felt like a free bird, he had opened the cage bars.

This stranger perfect, could I fall any deeper?
Something about this love so untainted.  
His company, I lose any sense of time,
So deep when so breifly aquainted.

A passionate kiss, he pulls me closer,
My world stopped for that moment in time.
Our bodies twisted, as if under some kind of spell,
The moment I knew I would forever long for him to be mine!

There was no letting go, it's now and forever,
I stand in shock, I struggle to catch my breath.
His hands so tight, I know he'll never let go,
Oh how made me live when so close to death. 

This mesmerising man I had just met.
This stranger, my all, I am his devotion.
Our enchanted night now turned to morning, 
This man tamed my directionless emotion.