The faithful one.

the moon illuminate her face like a dark painting left on a wall she waits by the window looking on for her lost love, you see a year ago he left to fight the war leaving all that is his behind she waits her eyes deeply intent with passion burning inside a yearning that grabs hold of him that keeps him alive her warmth he feels at night its as though they were never separated or departed from each others sight with each night coming to a close she wonder if the man she knows is he the same before or has he changed becoming a stranger in a far away home but love always prevail their love it has never failed what they have is real.