alpine hatch
The sun dips low, a fiery kiss,
our bitter sweet memories, are
something I dearly, miss.
the sense of bliss,
when I see us together again.
while I look in your eyes, it's a blast of warmth,
and sunshine,
I could look into your eyes for hours.
the memories of ours together,
it floods my mind, with thoughts. And why did our story end like this?
the whispers of your name, is a haunting refrain,
the symphony our hearts play, something others can't hear,
hopefully, my heart
will seek love to the rightful
puzzle piece."
slate topaz