Midnight Watch on a Haunted Ship

Gazing out at this sea of darkness
dreaming of those green, grass covered hills.
I wonder if I will ever go home,
the thought gives me the chills.
I think of the long summer days
I think of so many things
I think of the many ways
in which you made me believe everything.

But now I am alone
a midnight watch
on a haunted ship.
Below deck lies my companions,
cold and crowded,
alone.

My mind strays again
this time to a chilled winters night.
Inside, next to the fire I hide,
cuddled in a blanket's warmth.
It is Christmas eve
and I wait for you.
I feel the warmth
imagining the presence of you.

The cold bites again at my mind
the bitter piercing stars
stare into my sould.
They steal the memories
they steal the warmth.
Take it for themselves.
In the reflection of the sky
I see the moon
and remember that night
so long ago.

The trees were changing,
becoming alight
with golds and crimsons
much to our delight.
We layed in damp grass,
we jumped in crisp leaves.
Then we lay there a while
just you and I,
side by side.
The sun caressed your face
and gleamed through your hair.
The sun went down
the stars came out to shine.
The moon rose
and glimmered in your eyes.

And now the moon wavers
in the depths of the deepest sea.
That sea of my love
now long forgotten
destroyed by the cold,
the warmth of memory sucked out of me.
Disappearing into the sky.