The Sweet Black of Night (Corinna)

Why?
Oh, Please
Tell me why.
Why do you yearn for
The Sweet Black of Night?
For often I have seen your face out of hiding,
In dimly lit corners of ancient ruins,
In the deep and jagged cuts of cracked and weatherbeaten stone,
And I have seen you gazing eternally towards
The Sweet Black of Night.
Your dark countenance silently creeps west,
Away from the light of the rising sun,
In a sad yet cold farewell to
The Sweet Black of Night.
You cold features slowly edge east,
Away from the light of the setting sun,
Like some monolith of pain
Anxsiously awaiting
The Sweet
Black of
Night.