Always

Until the last petal falls
Beneath last morning call
A memory of you I will caress
Through the withering tide of old days
Always…

First moment of love like a spark of light
Starting life of eternal night
Dying down but never withered inside

From cradle to deathbed cold
Childhood memories of long-forgotten home
Silence named a dream, blessed it well
Writing with snow last autumn farewell

A world we’ve made for us both never told
Leaving the words forever within
Dark lonely road of poisoned lovelorn

In the end I will fall
Reviving last petal of hope
Until the withering dawn
Takes me back to the tide
I will paint your home with white
Until the last sleep of time

Until the last petal falls
Last morning dawns
A memory of you I will caress
Through the withering tide of old days
I will love you… always

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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