The shedding of tears
Has always been
My ultimate form of expression.
For some time now,
I have wanted to cry with her.
I let her gaze upon my soul
Though I never looked in her eyes.
I reached out through the miles
But never held her in my arms.
I planted kisses with words
And never knew the taste of her lips.
I should have released it
Before I felt overwhelmed
By this reason distorted.
Now that she's gone,
I want to cry without her.
Photosynthetic by nature.
Brought back to life
By the light that she gives.
A budding and blooming made obvious
By the offering of
A growth ring
Of gold.
A sudden uprooting.
A bitter freeze.
No real reason
For this darker season.
Falling away
From the touch of my branches,
She leaves.
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