Atmosphere Of Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Guitar strumming in this silent mind, tending to many tears as they fall steadily from this heart and down this saddened face hidden in darkness.

Staying close to a moderate atmosphere, never thinking of
what's taking place in the darkness of what used to be filled with your bright love.

Bouquets of your beauty emanating from what we used to feel when together as your words were filled with an amazing amount of love showing through, but are no more.