a poem for the broken
the words
soaring through the sky
I melted with your touch
lost with in your eyes
forever was not enough.
high a top a mountain
where you and I should be
sits an empty valley
void from our absence, it has lost all peace.
falling through the sky
the ground doesn't break my fall
sinking through the depths
no one to hear my call.
if only I were back,
soaring through the sky
high a top the mountain
where once sat you and I