Are you gone forever?How long has it been?
The days I have counted are many
Deprived of your words
I cry myself to sleep each night
Tears, like petals falling ... slowly, softly
I never thought your last words were "Goodbye"
I always thought you would return ...
I grow weary of searching in shadows
where once I would find you
watching over me
But now you are not there, just emptiness
And I have no hope ...I miss you
I wonder where you are
I envy the moonlight which shines on you
I wonder when you look upon it
do you ever think of me
For I might be there watching
at the same time thinking of you
Looking from my part of the sphere
I envy those who share your days
do they need your words more than I ?
I envy the cup from which you sip
for your lips have touched it
but I have never felt your kiss upon mine ...
Your words to me were like water to my thirst
and now I go unquenched
My heart to dry up and wither
like a flower who needs the rain
Now I will just fade away
like so many neglected flowers ...
Hope, like petals falling away ... softly
floating sadly on the breeze.
Poem by Dianne D.
Painting 'Boreas' - John William Waterhouse
Boreas: Ancient Greek personification of the Northern wind.
