Violet Skies Against Ashen Sands
on the edge of the dunes
amidst the bends of grass
i wait for you
i hear the whisper of winds
echo through the chambers
of my heart as it beats
with the same hollow scorn
as the ocean
against sands
i see the folds
of violet skies
blossoming
against the horizon
in the voids of sun
before its rise
its darkness
blends
with my thoughts
i hear my cries
carried on wings
of gulls
as they search
the endless span
of ashen sands
that bear the weight
of tears i've cried
as i wait for time
to carry me
through depths unknown
across the divide
where you wait for me
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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