Friend In Need Poem by Lydia Thacker

In the darkness, I knew you;
now our black fades to gray.
Tender kisses harvested,
you always walk away

This flaw of omission
lingers in the air,
like a delicate wisp of fog
-barely there.

You conquer my weakness
and just throw me aside?
Or do you merely crave the shadows
in which you can hide?

Don't think the night's falling
will bring you back to me,
so if you come looking,
an empty bench you'll see.

I don't want to be your sometimes
and have you fade with each light
to appear again expecting love
when day gives way to night.