The Sighs Of Your Eyes

Felt the air sink

as the sighs of your eyes

began their protest

and in sadness

of letting go,

all of the tears held in

began their entrance

proclaiming desperate pleas

for the days to never change

but they do...

and stolen are the moments

too few to take

we become whispers

in the silent sighs of our hearts

desolate of feeling

we are strangers again

living as wanderers afar