Without you, the sky’s laws fall down,
Without you, the sky won’t see more dawn –
I told this you in my desperate mood
And, you gave me all the stars and moon…
So this had took place, oh, what long ago!
And now it’s time for us again: to go!
Neither joy, nor withholding sorrow
Can tell you, how I feel this morn:
As if it would be eternal night, in mourn.
And I only hope, you will be a new dawn.
Maybe, I shall return then as a shell
And, you will be my pearl of Orient…
28/02. 2020., by J. W. Cassandra
Beautifully written:)