Vanishing Point

Incandescent light
shines upon the waiting.
Shape shifting shadows dance
across my mood too, from a
spectacular moon, relentless
in wishing to follow me
in the drifting.

If the sky should fall
those realms of light
where we promised
to love eternally
and the pools of wonder
reflected in our eyes
which believed it never ends.

Through trial and tribulation
we flew high

High enough to touch the sky
take our breath away
and never ask the reason
why heart’s that love
without rhyme or reason
ever have to reach the
vanishing point.


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Wrote something for the pic. Just some more thoughts on letting go of love hurts.
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