anonymousblue

Reunited

Your clear skies, your tender pastures –

In this stark, breathless hour

I miss them more than ever.

Keys and locks, bridges and roads

keep me apart from you,

miles of silence and lonely sun.

 

Now, a cloud descends upon me,

an old, heavy cloud laden

with thunder and tears.

I must sing this sad song

and let my tears cleanse me

until we’ll be reunited.