Requiem (You And Me) Poem by Agatha Eliza

cherry flowers descend from above on airy tapestry of winds
and falling cold droplets, hide beneath the pebbles
their rosy winged petals rest on the sand
and lips are now slowly touching
the day is gone

YOU Requiem ME

night has come
and lips are now slowly touching
sand is dragged back in the sea by tides
and the cold wind is sweeping beneath the pebbles
in the dead city, antique lanterns enlighten your face again