Myth

Anchor. .!

At my doorstep I found three glossy coweries ..
And a message from my naughty girl..
Written with the morning nectar
Bears words of goodby and the justifications of farewell
Alone again ΔΊ felt ..
I joked with my little bird until he fell asleep.
And on the mirror I hugged my pale face.
Longing no longer scares me.
Love no longer bother me .
All that concern me right now .
Where do I hang these coweries ?