Posted by: Elron Mings | 16August2014




Tirelessly, the world spins

In dull, pasty colorless

Blurred shapes pass by

Unremarkable the drab scene


I remember when

In vivid color

A cool breeze blew

on a warm Summer day!


The feel of your skin

An ecstasy

The smell of lavender

In your hair, & silky

Smoothe your honey-tasting lips


As an Angel’s chorus

The sound of your voice

Ringing in my ears,

“I Love you!”


I wake from a dream,

Reaching out, into nothing

you are not there

the world is grey once more.


  1. ~W


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