Nature Of Love…

A timeless pirouette left a shortness of breath,

She turned and walked away, I had nothing left,

What did the night sky deliver?

Broken stars from a cracked ceiling,

What will the birth of tears echo?

They shall whisper a lonely poetic feeling.

The sound of silence walks among the streets with me,

Pearl droplets of rain lay heavy on the Amber leaves,

Drenched in the emotion of hurt,

My body, heart and soul disturbed.

Tired of the caressing nature of love,

Friday night, hallelujah the choir sung,

A Voice of an Angel speaks under church light,

The body of a Gruffalo is ready to give up the fight.

The nature of love...