Cup Of Poems

10

A collaboration of Alys Aveneur and Brianna Brielynn.

I always thought that you have magic
Magic to make my heart splinter
Splinter in a good way
Way too good-from spring to winter.

You held my hand in May
May of fortune to bloom
Bloom with my one and only you
You and me-under the moon.

It is now where the sun intensifies
Intensifies-it really does melt my heart
Heart that only you who desires
Desires that no one could tear us apart.

Suddenly, unforeseen moment came
Came where vibrant leaves kept on falling
Falling, like solemn tears from the eyes
Eyes of mine-they quit from shining.

The trees lost its flowers as I lost thee
Thee-who left me alone with a cold blanket
Blanket of sadness in this season
Season of wilderness, without my hands on your pocket.

Sky of us turned into velvet we neglect to imagine
Imagine-yes, but I know season will change again
Again, I hope it's still you who'll make me feel that magic
Magic that makes my heart splinter and insane.