As earth hardens as winter arrives <br />A grey spillage stains the skies. <br /> <br />As hearts harden when love dies <br />A dark longing fills our heavy eyes. <br /> <br />As time trawls down its endless path <br />We wait for the return of the missing half <br /> <br />As pains soften and seep into memory <br />The tortured captive heart is set free.<br /><br />Not Long Left<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-letter-without-the-dear/
