by The Midnight Owl
Lost to all, his eyes held sorrow.
Hidden in the day’s light, hidden in the night’s shadow.
He had seen much in his life, a living ghost.
Loneliness filled his eyes, emotions written on his face.
Fading; his safe place brought happiness.
Hiding him from the views of all; except one and two.
She saw through his veil of shadows, her eyes piercing his armor.
Alike in being alone, they shared safety in happiness.
Lost to the world,