Of love and losing

You, I swathe
With the warm darkness
In a shadowy grove
In my mind.
And with you contained by me
Smiling proudly at the world,
That would not let you die
Nor me,
Pronounce you dead.
But you, as always
must prove me wrong .
Ambush me and humiliate
Before the world to see
Reflected in my eyes
My truth and yours.
And like before
Like in the days
When we loved and lived
I lose and smile.