We broke the evening
for a spell
Where hearts alive
imbibe to dwell
and there we sung
each other's song
as time and tide and music
rushed on

You looked away
for just one glance
and as if in another
circumstance
You rode a dream
and tossed back your glass
and stepped aside
for cheap romance

The dawn upon
the fading moon
was apt to trap me
well past noon
and indeed for a time
my head went swimming
in your wine

Yet when this brain
in pain awoke
I could not speak
what the night had spoken
For at my feet
with the cold to greet me
was an empty room
and no other token