The Star

I once thought love was infinite, and days could never end,
But now it’s night and you’re content to call me just a friend.
My rage and passion faded, like the sunset from the skies.
The twilight drear has come and gone, like tears gone from my eyes.

I know this trembling stillness means the dawn is far away,
And purple night is nothing like the periwink of day,
But deep within my darkened heart, a memory glad and bright,
Emerges like a single star upon the face of night.

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