Horizon painted in sorrow, <br />Slowly... <br />Vanishing the red as a colour; <br />It is the finished hour, <br />The sunset of an ardent love, <br />The extinction of a heart <br />Which had bleed too deeply <br />As the root of love <br />Prematurely ceased its growth; <br />It is the very existence of it, <br />The unforgettable mark <br />Impregnated in memory <br />And unaltered by time. <br />The sunset red is sinking now, <br />Immersed in the ocean's depths; <br />With mine emotions in crepuscule, <br />Expectantly...I linger still; <br />My night is coming <br />Deeper and darker, <br />Profoundly and mysterious <br />And my soul... <br />Clearly reflected up above <br />In the lunar silver ball; <br />Full and static <br />Yet, in a vibrant move; <br />In its shadows grey, <br />My beloved face...serene, I distinguish; <br />Seems that always have been there <br />Looking down at me, <br />Everlastingly... <br />Nocturnal omnipresence! <br />In its absent presence, <br />Fevered with emotions <br />And unashamed of my heart's nudity, <br />I reveal to it my deepest secrets, <br />My intimacy of thoughts, <br />In fusion of understanding, we converse. <br />In stellar light surrounded, <br />I lay embraced in its inert touch; <br />My sphere crystalline, <br />Cradling my soul to dreaming, <br />Serenely...blissfully... <br />Beatitude in celestial harmony <br />For soul purification! <br />Until tomorrow night, <br />When it will appear again <br />On firmament among the constellations <br />With only eyes for me... <br />My lovely absent company!<br /><br />Mihaela Pirjol<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/absent-presence-3/
