Sky gone tearful, and
her stars came looking for you
forgetting it was you
that shadow late last night
they held but vanished
while churchyard wind blew
goosebumps fire and ice.
You were wearing your coyest smiles
blushing with cup of nectar in your hand.
with rage in your eyes and hot streams running down your cheeks.
How you chose; closing morning glory
receding from loved ones
flying around candle – burnt day
seeking youthful lamp to revive your existence.
Never wanted the rain though,
or your days surviving you
but her glooms shall grief your ashes
eternity to eternity. Forever!