Thought's of the One I Knew
Looking down upon the smiling faces,
Captured in a black & white embrace
She recalls the only day of warmth in
Late November
A freak of nature’s gift was sunlight
Touching on their skin
Like embers
Breaking down she begs him to
Remember
Searching for the spark to re-ignite
I can barely see. Who is she? I know her face, I think,
I might, I can’t be sure. Maybe one day I’ll escape.
And tell her things I think I feel for her.
Through the tears she realises
The cruel exchange of sun
For darkness
Glowing embers in the breeze
Love is not a memory
And from the crutches of
His blackness
He turns to see her silent sadness
Softly puts his hand upon her
In his eyes the final flicker, a tiny spark
Enough, to say goodbye
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