Those three nights in salt lake <br />When you meant so much <br />But nothing at all <br /> <br />With the summer smiles <br />and winter weeping <br />Those last few moments <br /> <br />When we meant so much <br />But nothing at all <br /> <br />The dark grey clouds <br />and troubling hours <br />Thinking there was something <br />but nothing at all. <br /> <br />Our one last touch. <br />When it felt like something <br /> <br />False. <br /> <br />Your dark brown hair <br />Running through the sheets. <br /> <br />When we meant so much <br />But nothing at all<br /><br />Joey DeSantis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/transatlanticism/
