#ghostinthecloset
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
May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 12:41 PM UTC