Nights With No Love To Behold Poem by John Sensele

Nights, lonely and long
In a double bed that's dead
Devoid of a sentimental song
That tells me we've got love made.

Nights, sad and bad
In a mansion too empty
To offer a chance to be glad
Mutate me into Humpty Dumpty.

Nights, cold and misery untold
Kill traces and faces of happiness
I knew with old love we didn't withhold
Until you to brought along seeds of sadness.

Nights, numb and dumb
Deal me deadly blows I absorb
Though my feet too weak a mountain to climb
Enjoin me to wear the romance resistance robe.