@jade22 23 June 2020

He will never come Back

Just in case this is the last moment At the very least I was selected Look for the right ones Black is white to white Forget about yesterday and today Let the future lie ahead Our bed will serve as our little kingdom Debris and heat will serve as our defense The world is forced to change Soften the feeling of stone Hearts burn Pray never to stop Giving the heart eager Deepen each kiss Voice will be silent Keep writing letters You are the one to read again and again The poem is complete You are welcome On departure the breeze will vary