My Pretty Sun, Where Have You Gone?

My Pretty Sun,

My Dearest Lover,

where have you gone lately?

I lay in bed , alone

passing each day after another

wondering what has become of you…

I miss your lips on mine …

I miss you so much,

everything aches inside…

The loss I feel is so deep,

I can’t find an ending to it…

Your touch feels like

a forgotten dream

with fading edges

in my weary memories…

Your face, oh so handsome;

feels like a distant past

that happened eons ago…

In a way it did;

In a way, we did too-

happen eons ago…

The flame of our love

burns bright, Mon Ange.

But it is lit up by my burning heart

and soon,

this heart will crumble

to ashes

to dust

and then the flame may die out too…

I can’t promise you

that I can keep it lit forever;

but I can promise you

that I will try,

and maybe some day, I hope, you will too.

~Love.