like rhythmical echoes
of sewn lies.
Unfaithful thunder from a distance-
struck the twine tied upon
our molten hearts. I saw bloodshed
but slowly washed by the rain. But the stain remain-
a kiss with disdain.
The rain abated.
I struggled and pelt along time
for me to see the blue horizon before it fades.
But my limp soul wilted-
a tumbled longing.
The dark sky limned your semblance
engulfed each inch of my pain. As it evanesced
like flying flamingo –
a farewell sonata of our time.
I stood still