I write to the empty skies
I write to the nonexistent heart
To the me before you
To the me before your aftermath

The echoes of silence wrap my hopeful heart
Another day,No other you
I'm a weather lady
I crave another hurricane
No,my walls aren't well-built  yet
They are shaky and could break down any second
YET
I still crave another you.

Its a busy city
Another lonely night
The skies seem to get darker
I write to the silence
Oh princely one
May your silhouette appear at last...

Before I close my eyes ... Before I drift away ...
      fallow as the evanescent tide grows low;
      before the falling sun echoes
      upon shown waves of estranged sandbars

Before I draw this life’s ending breath ...
      as beclouding skies ache like a windswept shoreline
      kissed by a bitter sweet gale of love and misery
      beget a chilling spell cast of invisible winds of change

Before you no longer remember ...
      the way the song a gentle wind's caress
      swirls and sweeps away bare feet
      set free to soar beyond the reach of your eyes
      
Before these eyes see the final sunset tiptoe down the sky ...
      even the sun feels the dimming in its wake ;
      unrequited footprints in the sand course straightaway,
      never turning around to look back whence they came

Before another tide floods a deserted oceanside ...
      erasing the traces of where we danced naked as the dark
      glimpsing the diminishing horizon ― 

                              and I let go .........
      as the tears steal away the last glint of the sea

           The way you took your love from me ...



                 © harlon rivers ... May15th, 2017