“At the Closing Door”
Tarry not one moment longer:
See my fire is smould’ring low;
Take your way across the twilight
Down the road where dead dreams go…
Warm I knelt beside my fireplace
When you chanced upon my door,
But the gust of cold you brought in
Swept the flames I fanned before…
I have regrets, O cold one:
Dusk has crept within my heart
Since the dying embers told me
And the gloom blade you depart…
Pass from my young life forever,
For I want the crimson glow
Which the chill your shadow brings in
Never, never can bestow.
Tarry not one moment longer:
See my gate is open yet:
Take your way accross the starlight
And forget that we have met…
CW: Angela Manalang-Garcia