©2010 M. Bennett Hooper
Midnight lovers meet in crowded places amidst smoke filled rooms of plastic faces.
No love is enjoyed here.
Misery ignored here.
Come smile at me.
Love shared in moments, eyes meeting mine>
Husband or lover no names more than any other>
Come smile at me.
Selling my soul for moments of cold coming by morning when your warmth is gone.
Days spent now wondering why I’m alone.
Come smile at me.
Midnight lover I too have dreams.
Midnight lover my life’s not unclean.
You were once my favorite and are now a fleeting memory.
Memory of what once was supreme and used to be.
You are now blinded and cannot see the fearless image
which is now me.
I have grown past the need for you and embrace my true love.
The love which is free and unconditional.
Midnight lover.
Embrace my flame the game continues with a new name.
Come smile at me.