she Was My Life

She was Dawn
Sunrise was his heart
Her love was morning, the beginning

She was Noon
Midday was hes radiant face
Hes embrace was the pinnacle of my day, all days

She was Dusk
Sunset was hes serenade
Hes bittersweet kiss was twilight, the ending

Now she is Night
Midnight was hes soft goodbye
The pale moon reaches its zenith, in the nothing of my heart.
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Posted: Jan 2017
About this poem:
thinking of you

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