The Absence of Warmth
Eyes, two fiery rays of hope
In a sky sealed in a blue envelope.
Alone he watches the world change,
The world and he estrange.
Listen, the wind carries whispers away,
Clouds cover the day in grey,
The emptiness glistens in the rain
Sigh. How many days still remain?
Till I can see your smile, tell me when
Will, the warmth return, the sun rise again?
Copyright © Andres Rocha | Year Posted 2016
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