Sun's beams
rest warm on my eyes
With every flutter
My lashes embrace orange rays
My spirit is warm,
warmed by all I see
My mind is calm,
wanders where it likes
Yet my skin lay cool
The breeze is crisp,
my body is alone,
no warm arms around me
A sad song plays,
a song that reminds me
of happier days,
of less lonely ways
A flood of memories
As I watch the skies
comes sloshing like the sea
and pricks tears in my eyes
I remember you
I can't forget
All we would do...
I wait for you yet
© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2009
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