Another Missive

My darling, dawn is still dark and I awake To coks crow and night bird song Hear the breeze shake a drowsy sadness From the loneliness of a strong tree That keeps vigil for you. The place where Bird nest hug the arching branch And wide eyed serpent slithers near Is that vacuum yawning from long ago For love to come again For love is far, so very far away These things trembles the morning more Than the sudden coldness of wind Gusting between the silence of hearts separated.