Imprisoned

Slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened prison as I kneel,
always alone, always forlorn,
frozen here,
waiting.

Accusing forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
rending my naked flesh.

Tears on a lover's face.

I raise my head, now submitting to
this callous fate.