Tuesday, May 26, 2009

If she knows

Her memory rips me apart
One strand one day one hour at a time
Fading skipping stones of loves art
Vanishing in the sea of the mind

Wonders if she knows
On isolated nights
The distance only grows
Heartaches sharpens the pointed illusional sight
At witching hour, shadows of her face is all that shows

Once upon a time
Love carried and taught she and I
How to embrace the spacious sky
Gone clear memories
Enter cloudy goodbyes
Now the heaven cries angel tears
For the broken heart that can no longer fly