Distant calling

I hear the echoes over the horizon
Whispering
The backdrop sky painted
With the petals of a rose dipped, in sunshine
The rose , the symbol of love ,
And yet ,
Laden with pain
The thorns , reminders if the price we pay sometimes
Just to fall in love
I can't compete with the allure
Of the crimson sky bending down to caress the earth
And I can't argue with the echoes
I only pray someday
They will be mine
But until that day
My heart will ache with the empty shadows
Cast upon her footprints
As she chases the sounds of her own..........
echoes