Friday, May 6, 2011


Maelstrom of emotion
Rising in me
Storm on an ocean
Of melancholy

Time may steal moments
Hours and such
But cannot tear from me
The want of your touch

Sadness and laughter
Weep on the same breeze
These are the essence
Of memories

Milk-white blossoms
Laden with dew
Are soon withered petals
On time’s avenue

Maelstrom of emotion
Gleams in my eye
I brush its ocean
And you, from my sigh


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