The temperature of loneliness is freezing beyond compare,
But I can still feel the heat,
From arms that are no longer there.
The moons in your eyes have been eclipsed, night's blue glow has gone dead,
So the world is now stale and stark,
And all the stars have fled.
The emptiness of missing your smiles,
Stabs through my inner peace,
And their disappearance has left my heart shattered upon the tiles.
I'm craving the love in your warm eyes, the heat of your embrace,
And since you've been gone, I'm missing
The light you shed on this dark place;
And I would give anything to see you smile at me like that again.
Because you were my imagination, my deviation,
My muse that touched paper to pen.