The cotton candies up so high
Fretted me in sudden came;
Sorrows flared and made me sigh
Seeing your face, a painted dream.
The cotton candies up so high
Draw our past back to present;
I'll spend my day up there to lie
To watch your face - a dream in paint.
It waketh up my slumb'ring heart
Aye! That flashback in the sky;
And as they broke apart
I wept in silence, and wish to die.
The sun 's devoured by twilight's mouth
But, I'm still there to watch your face;
And as it went fainting in the clouds
All I've said is: 'This is the moment I'll surely miss.'
Your painted face was gone
And the moment's insight now was done!
Copyright © 2015 by Donward Bughaw
Written on June 5,2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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