Regret drifts in the afterglow of dreams
About you. It lingers like mist and wraps
Me slowly in bonds of spectral moonbeams
Which shroud my thoughts as defenses collapse;
The visions, once kaleidoscopic – now
Faded and yellow as old newspaper -
Distress my sleep with memories of vows
Shattered upon an indifferent altar;
Too oft’ I wake and struggle with the foe
Inside my mind. And, while I seek a way
To expel your ghost, one thought still echoes:
I’ll remember you for another day.
   I fear only death can bring lasting peace,
   For ’til it comes my love will never cease.