"The Pages Torn"
The stones are no place
dawn has been exiled
by sultry dark
as the sky watches
in agony
The silence pervades
tiny corners of my mind
as I close my eyes
these hands reach out
to hold onto
what's left of you and I
These words
are all that remain behind
old pages torn
stained with tears and regret
The beauty that was once shared
between us is as distant a memory
as the tides that crash and die against
the bleeding shore
at final light.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
