Caught Poem by Stella Aurora Sarchez Gerodias

I fear my love I should have missed,
Your touch though seemed to have recessed;
The breath I fathom you solely guess,
In time could be into my rest.

I kissed the night with your goodbye,
The tears ran freely from my eyes;
I succumbed deemly but realized,
Do you my dear ever disguised?

Forlorn, the days gone all along,
This heart seem turned into a stone;
Alas! Been gone all could be wrong,
Never did vanish… still belongs.