ForsakenA Poem by Tai
Lengthy were the nights subsequent
to the days of your absence,
for the planet I once was depended
on the light of your presence.
Shall I await the day
we are once again lovers?
Or hast thou forgotten me
to lust for another?
Phantoms of your embracing arms linger as
haunting memories of departed bliss,
tell me, oh, tell me; when did
your sleeves alter into a noose?
© 2012 Tai
Shelved in 4 LibrariesAdded on July 11, 2012
Last Updated on December 6, 2012
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