I am still a wandering star,
In search of your light.
Lost and wavered,
Famished and burnt.
I am ridden of all the heavenly feelings,
I am snatched of your love.
I am forced into isolation.
Summer is ending and so is my patience.
I'm still waiting at the milestone,
I said you would find me at.
YOU ARE READING
Summer: Let The Words Strip Away
PoesíaAs the vicissitudes of seasons completes a circle. It's time to write the last book of this series. It's time to put a full stop. It's time to say the final goodbye.
