Omega
Shedding like a snake’s skin
To ashes from a spontaneous combustion
And shattered like a Stone Age temple
Into the tombs of all the once-living
Faded, the passion of a Golden
Lost, a coin in the ocean
Brief as a tear in the desert
Without worth, a chord to the deaf
Beyond color, a rose at midnight
Beyond hope
Our last moment together
Copyright © Garth Von Buchholz | Year Posted 2016
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