come back to me
my face is cursed, and so am I
you left me weeks ago, to die
without a note, with no goodbye
with little strength enough to cry
I let you leave, so you could soar
wealth I had, but nothing more
to keep you walking through the door
you left me, and I now am poor
my thoughts, I hate, for where they lead
you are the pain, on which I feed
I never will forgive my greed
I hurt you with my want, my need
yet here you are, upon my stone
I marvel at your courage, grown
why have you come, to me, alone
with sanity, you should have flown
you eyes are sad, its so bizarre
to have you close, yet know you're far
I just as soon could touch a star
who knew your presence here, could scar
"why have you come," my question sought
"to glory in the pain you've wrought"
to my surprise, you looked distraught
said you, "my husband, I love not"
the cruel reply, upon my tongue
fell flat, when to my knowledge, clung
remembrance, of your lover, young
the thought of him leaving you, it stung
"how do you mean," I asked, with fear
for surely, he seemed to hold you dear
I watched you shed a single tear
said you, "the man I love is here"
I knew not what to do, I fell
upon the floor, an empty shell
I tried to speak, a mouth rebel
my breath, I had yet to expel
you kneel beside me, a hand to stray
upon my arm, I pull away
what can I do, what can I say
said you, "be calm, for I will stay"
I back away, against a wall
you lie— you must!— it's a pitfall
your perjure stings, I damn your gall
and suddenly, I feel quite small
my thoughts, they flee, to my one shame
how can I, as a man, lay claim
to such a bride, to such a dame
with my dead face, and no shielding name
once, valiantly, you hid your disgust
when you ripped aside my mask, my trust
and saw my face, words turned to dust
to such a fright, you'd never adjust
presently, you took my hand
and helped me to my feet, to stand
never have I felt so grand
you had me then, at your command
leading me, with feeble knees
a stool to sit, hands upon keys
and here, alone, I feel at ease
you whisper, "play for me, please"
how can I possibly deny
your power used to pacify
as I sat and played, I heard you cry
and so I stopped, wondering why
your eyes, they brought me back, I flew
far from my music, back to my muse
said you, "the minute that I left, I knew
"I should have stayed, for I love you"
the shock I felt at first, it fled
and scared away my thoughts of dread
upon my shoulder, you rest your head
I whisper, "on the morrow, we'll be wed"
I pull you close, in an embrace
delighted now, our hearts, they race
you slide the mask off from my face
with you so near, my fears erase