Morning approaches an empty day, the sunlight dims under a sky filled with clouds.
Flowing like water.
Kiss me, before I take my flesh away.
With the glass half full and my life half empty, you reach out to me.
With a million words and a million phrases.
While stars fill an unknown sky, you call out my name.
A single tear rolls down my face.
So dim and dark, your eyes peer my way.
I go weak to the sight of everything I’ve come to know.
And a mere flash of light loses control and burns my soul.
While you kiss me one last time as I take my flesh away.
Writing 201: Poetry – Face