Hear me once

A poem addressed to someone I know

Hear me once oh ye of oldest of delights
Lonly is my nights
The fading
The lights

To the moon once again
I rise
Once again
Dark are the shadowy clouds

Hear me once
Oh bearer of the cups
Sadness is festering once again
The breath
The fading
The lights

Behind this secret doorway
That I cannot seem to go through
I hear a voice
Calling to me
The melancholy sighs