It Seems To Me But Yesterday
On the edge of the sand
I sit alone 'n perpetual solitude
where I am least without you
Embracing a worn out sweater
I recall your name
written in the stars
I recall your life
carved upon my heart
This heart which never lived
to know love's depth
Smudged lashes flutter
as fallen dewdrops trickle
across the pale glow of my cheek
I gasp for air ,still holding to a dream
which dies ever so slow
before it is ever born.
With heavy eye-lids
I gaze into a starry sky
awaiting the moon to move on
Cuz I know,You know
The moon always moves on
But tonight,tonight is the longest
of dark nights
Tonight every spirit is silent
and everything is still
It seems to me but yesterday
You were here by my side
I believed We'd come to be
yet We never will
Maybe in a tomorrow
a fragrant wind would breathe
its zephyr breeze
upon the scarlet of my lips
But I know,It would not be your kiss
Or maybe I would hear
a hush-hushed whisper
'neath the tender of my ear
But I know,It would not be your song
which sprinkles everlasting bliss
It seems to me but yesterday
You were here by my side
I believed We'd come to be
yet We never will
Maybe in a day after,or ever after
the small red lighthouse
brings back your sails to my land
and our footprints lead the path
to where last peach trees stand
But till then,empty is the womb
which births your touch
from wafts of waves
Sterile is the sea
which calls your name
Till then, Aborted is each thought
which owns this soul
Till then I would not be here
Our world would be forsaken
Till then, every remembrance
of who We are
would all be gone.
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2014
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