Adrift
in the quiet,
Quivering
alone,
Unable
to breathe,
Happiness
in a wreath below,
Without
you, life’s winters without snow,
And
down came the pouring rain,
My
morsels of pain!
Resting
by your side,
Whiffing
your familiar scent,
Words
fail to pour,
Fearing,
what if in vain?
Without
you, life’s azures no longer blue,
And
down came the pouring rain,
My
morsels of pain!
My
words, your words,
Hurt scattered
as broken stars across,
When
the sun sets again,
Love;
this cord, still strained,
Without
you, life’s petals pale,
And
down came the pouring rain,
My
morsels of pain!
What
I implore seems wrong,
Over
and over again!
Menaced
by an eclipse of ache,
Emotions;
an eternal mess,
Without
you, life’s nights hollow,
And
down came the pouring rain,
My
morsels of pain!
I
wish to run far, far away,
Far-flung
from hurt,
My
wish, Solitude!
Your
presence along heart wants too!
For with
you, life’s sun starts shining again,
And
when down comes the pouring rain,
Life
no longer seems vain!