You have stolen yourself away from me
wise, I'm sure, given our circumstance
but for you to offer yourself back again
when it is too late to change my course…
pain and torture and some small joy.
So secret yourself away in your depths,
build again the walls we dissected,
populate your castle's mote with your hidden tears
a prince of power and tongues upon a mighty throne
lit only by the starlight of ephemeral muses
before returning to your comfortable darkness,
safe within the embrace of your own mind,
free of the shadows for all eternity
except for those moments of inspiration
where you reveal and revel yourself
in the light of another
for shadows cannot live in pure darkness.
Hide yourself away, dear one,
I'll shadow you no more.