© Amber Kalkes 2014
{For you, I will}
I long to hear you voice, my love.
My aching heart for you still beats.
You set your eyes down on me from your pedestal placed high above.
I know I would climb to you no matter how high the peaks.
I’ll reach my hand to touch your shadow in prayer that you will feel.
I’ll whisper you’re name into the abyss in hopes that you will be able to hear.
I dream of you and swear to any god who can make you real.
In my final hours of need I’ll pass the time counting every falling tear.
YOU ARE READING
Wishing On A Supernova
PoesíaMy second collection of my very own poetry :} {Completed}