Sand dunes at the end of June,
A prolonging urge to hold your hand,
A quiet and pleasant moon
Though unaccompanied by you,
Your departure was non-existent,
Vague-
As dew kisses good bye
Knowing well,
That this storm may not end yet,
My heart sinks low,
As all my energy drains,
Emptying my veins,
Slowly and partially-
As dew kisses good bye
For the next many years,
I mourn in pain,
Exultant once-
I remember the feeling of love at first sight,
As winter engaged,
It would remain static but now terminates in the summers,
As dew kisses good bye
I whisper in the dark,
Remember my name, love?
I hear no voice,
Alone with a silhouette of myself-
I spill words on a piece of paper,
Writing hastily-
As dew kisses good bye
Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 7:53 AM UTC
Sand dunes at the end of June,
A prolonging urge to hold your hand,
A quiet and pleasant moon
Though unaccompanied by you,
Your departure was non-existent,
Vague-
As dew kisses good bye
Knowing well,
That this storm may not end yet,
My heart sinks low,
As all my energy drains,
Emptying my veins,
Slowly and partially-
As dew kisses good bye
For the next many years,
I mourn in pain,
Exultant once-
I remember the feeling of love at first sight,
As winter engaged,
It would remain static but now terminates in the summers,
As dew kisses good bye
I whisper in the dark,
Remember my name, love?
I hear no voice,
Alone with a silhouette of myself-
I spill words on a piece of paper,
Writing hastily-
As dew kisses good bye
