Light breeze gliding
her hazel hairs,
Deep Flower smell
and our eternal swears,
you lay down on me.
I gripped you securely.

I clothed you
with a white scarf by grace.
You stared at my eyelet
and I stroked your face.
A graceful night
under the thousand lights,
but the time forced us
to whisper goodbye.

It’s my last page.
I believe I could see you again,
I'm still reaching here
and gazing at the...