A Sad Good-Bye
You turned and walked away
shoulders slumped, eyes downcast,
the morning air was still;
bright sun crept through the slats
of window's crooked shades
like the eye lids of dawn.
Like the eye lids of dawn
I saw your tears falling,
wanting to touch your face
it was too late you had
closed the door on our love.
12:11 a.m.
Feb. 19, 2011
C. Alvez
Copyright © Cynthia Alvez | Year Posted 2012
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