The park was replica jack the ripper
Inside it, moving, misted figures
Masked in damp nocturnal drizzle
Surging from shadows: cat’s-eye yellow

I walk under street lamps centuries old
Shivering from new eternal cold
Wrapped in layers but never enough
To thaw, to seek another’s touch

There has been fear and love in here
And fear in love, and love in fear
In loving you I took the risk
Of losing you. I had no idea

no idea, no idea, none at all
of the pain that comes at curtain call
gripping, blinding, your hold on me
pulls me into endless grief.