The warmth from early morning rays
Is chilled through nighttime’s weeping dew
From dreams I’m still caught out of phase
Left dangling ‘twixt twilit purview
               The chill from dreams of times I knew
               That phase of warmth from twilit days  

Abscond on whims to flee the pain
To elder lands that lose me too
Contrition shroud in stoic feign
A rambling man left without you
               These whims of pain shroud me in blue
               Rambling within life’s stoic bane  

I’ve now become so singular
Alone I think she’s by my side
And all I do I do with her
With empty hands that hold my bride
               And all I do is hold my bride
Alone with empty hands that were.  

The warmth from evening sunsets fade
As nighttime’s chill weeps through my eyes
Into her dreams may I be strayed
To sing my love in mute reprise
               Muted warmth weeps from sunset eyes
               In reprised dream’s that sing in shade.

I wrote this poem in the form of an Inverted Refrain, a writing technique originally used by the ancient poet, Sappho. Four sixains composed with quatrains followed by indented couplets that serve as inversed refrains of re-ordered syntax.