Oh, Melancholy: Poem

Oh, Melancholy
Oh, Melancholy

You almost tempted me

On wet city streets, in grey city nights
To trust uncaring strangers
Yes, those city knights.

Oh, Melancholy, you are my love
I have walked, talked and sung to you; 
Years and years have gone by.
Melancholy: I was savage and shy.

One day I waited near the river
I saw you pass by on the bridge.
You were all I had ever dreamed of
Me, walking on the river's edge.

I almost lost, ever in love, but
Never, never really wise; 
Lost in romantic dreams, 
I wished to believe in your passionate lies.

When I saw you walking by
On the bridge, your face in shadow
I knew then, you would always
Follow me, go where I go.

Touch me with soft, gentle hands
And often take my pain
Letting me believe that
You could dissolve it in the city rain.

That you would speak to me
And I would for once understand: 
My emotions would surge
As we walked on hand in hand.

Years later now, I still have you
In every shadow, mirror, poetic line
Oh, Melancholy, you know
You will always be mine, only mine.

Copyright: Rani Turton