#WritcoPoemPrompt6
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead,
The roses in my arms faded its warmth,
The shadow in sunlight has left with no sign,
The expected day for the best moment has made its own decision,
Our first kiss are just a beautiful dream,
The only dream that will never come true is...,
The moment you said 'I'm all yours till death',
But the real death is me and not you,
Because you are now alive with somebody's breathe.
© Yang Adil