Your lips, so full and true.
The taste of your love came
With ease, with tenderness.
Winds of time pulled us apart.
The taste of love now the taste
Of darkness, emptiness.
I sit here, waiting. The winds
Have calmed, I see you in the distance.
Your lips, so full of lies.
The fire, once burning the light of love
Within our hearts, now turned
To embers, soaring, calmly, gently
Under the shadows of what once was.
© Stephanie Cardozo, 2016. Stephanie Cardozo, All rights reserved.