Promised Love

In the deathly darkness of the night,
The fingers struggle to scribble.
The bruised skin contradicting the mind,
But not the heart.

Love is not what it was once upon a time,
It has been lost to the cruelty of the world.
And whence the tears never came,
Now burns with salty droplets.

Let the revelation come,
Let the body be undone,
As it begs to be ridden,
From the painful reality.

Let the wolves cry in the night,
For a child has died,
A child promised love,
A child promised love....