dee geyrozaga - In solitude

On this cold November setting,
Painted above is the old gray sky;
A glimpse from the sun in sight,
Wearing a mystique smile.

Sofly, my dear, I speak-
I asked the winds to take my breath;
To brush your cheeks and kiss your lips.
Right this minute, you are missed.

Raging rain scene like my emotions,
It goes in all different directions;
My eyes staring with no boundaries,
They travelled so far with such perils.

Now as I sat here by the shore,
I whispered to the swelling seas;
To take my word, I asked the waves
To wake you up from a deep sleep.

We are torn by miles today,
And I miss you day after day;
Into words, I put these feelings,
And let a tear sealed my writings.

The mirror reflects not my face,
But of your beautiful image;
You who conquered the mountain,
Of my every wish and dream.

Ours is a story embroidered with legend,
Full of promises unprepared to bend;
But the angel of death took you away,
Long after God has sent you my way.

dee geyrozaga

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-solitude-7/