Too many days have gone by,
Without hearing your voice,
Searching for some relief, in this drought of silence,
My lover, where have you left me now?
This serene night seems to have been shaken violently,
Dreams unfurl in fury, desperation fed by anticipation,
Both of us now look within, searching for lost clues,
Missing answers, signs ignored, for this love cannot be lost,
As my eyes dart across the room, there hangs a painting,
Representing heaven and all that is good, with a silent stare,
Destination has brought this end, without any means of going back,
And all this I've lost with a tongue that burns brighter than the Sun.
