Won't you come
Through my door again?
Your face through the grating
Shining like a moon in the dark,
Among the stars no longer twinkling,
You've treaded on this heart
Leaving tracks; no rainfall
Will swamp the mud cracked dry,
Sunshine won't you come
Through my window again?
Your eyes the only fires
In my frozen Tundra,
Dark lands so vast
But only you
Can make them seem small,
This world devoid
Of your laughter,
Is no world at all,
Make me dead
Before I wake
If you are not here
For me to rise,
Won't you come again?
I can mourn no longer...
© okpoet