He basks beneath
his mask of alibis
seeking only to deny
the darkness found
within the sound
of loneliness

His soul cries out
and echoes all about
his self enclosure
while he endures
yet one more night
spent all alone

but a moan escapes
as he wakes to face
yet one more day
of silence ringing
round the rooms
he calls his own

and a fear runs up his spine
in a movement
of sublime anticipation
for beyond his expectation
love still lives

?Michaelette?