Treasure Island

Aimanu Begum

Forever Yours

A beautiful day is about to end
The sun still shining
In a cerulean sky
Tinted with red and pink
In the west above tree tops.
Its soft shaft on my upturned face
Eyes resting on the sky
At the sudden chirping of birds
A flock returning home
After the day's hard toil
Sitting on the porch I am waiting
For your return dearest love
slowly time is slipping away
The red sun now behind the pines
In the silence of the evening
I remember those days of togetherness
Stealthily darkness comes in
Stealing colours from all
As you have done with my dreams
Suddenly a gust of cold breeze
Kisses my bare arms and face
Somewhere the sound of a gate closed
With fluttering eyelids I peer
Through the thickning black
Falling from the arms of the night sky
My eyes can not find you
The silhoutte of a man long gone
Sitting on porch I wait for you
Till the orange afternoon sun hides
Far below the distant horizon
and night comes in wearing her dark cloak.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 03, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013

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