GOLD

|01•2020|

I was shattered when you faced the other way,
Wehn you returned my rose and walked away.
That moment I knew I won't ever get to see
Your lovely dark eyes that speak to me.

Your soft kisses are no more than a distant memory,
I miss your embrace that was once my necessity.
Now that you're gone, my arms are cold without you to hold.
I long to have you back, for you're more precious than gold.