You were my crypt kepper,
      Always standing over
                  My lonely heart.


I passed, but you were the one.



            The only chime in the bell,



That beat every time you were near.


     But I was always a murmer,
That you could hear.

            And even though I was


Lost too early.

   You were travelling my path,
           an echo to what I was following


                   Which was you.

In a world of

     Perpetual turbulence.

You were my
       tranquillity.

Your eyes


      We're the pools


     I swam in
every morning.

My sun ,
My brightest star.
You're 147 million km to far.
Although I'm out at night ,
And you at day.
Eclipse in my arms you'll lay.
The only time our love doesn't burn the cornea.

Mo_poet

feels scary
trying to picture
the future

what else is scary?
walking down
the memory lane

reconnect to the past
making sure
all the hurts
are healed

to be brave
enough
to see
'us' as a possibility