Stray Wind Poem by tomisin eshton

And when he woke he stretched long and free
For he was happy and glad that she was his
But like venom it stung him so bad
That it froze his heart solid ice
For she was no were on d bed nor was she to b found else were
Gone like d breeze that only blow to calm your nerves from heat was she
For she fled as fast as the sounds
And Never to be heard from again
But what remains of her was the memory of their ecstasy
In the lime lite of the universe
Then joined in unison was their moans like orchestras
And sounds as rhythmic as poetry;
That he cherished and there he sat
For as pleased as he was,
The pain of loneliness stung him in every corner of his heart.