Monthly Archives: August 2013

Melancholy

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Across the great divide

like a Pteranodon

swooping on an ancient world

loneliness spreads

its wings

and hovers

 in the background

eternally.

 

Waiting to enclose

You

as the fragrance of

melancholy

wafts past.

 

Vitality

has gone

there’s no sun in

your sky

clouds of depression

drift by.

 

You close your

eyes

hoping that

dreams

will release

You.