Usher in the night

With its shimmering slivers of pale moonlight

And pretend to love me-

While I wait with bated breath

For you to come and love me.

While I fight this losing fight,

Steeped upon this battlefield of blithe,

Pretend, for a moment, that you love me.

Hole me and touch me as you would if you loved me.

I am weak

And my defenses are low,

And I need to know-

I just need to know-

That for that night, that moment, that hour

My love for you had no need to cower;

That my defenses could be laid to rest,

And I could safely fall into your gentle caress.