Soliloquy

Do you ever feel the stars shine just for you?
Or do you put that down to another tragic
coincidence that binds us together for the few
days of laughter and many years of magic?

Does it ever get across to you when I miss you,
Do you feel the warmth of this winter sun?
It goes into hiding behind the clouds as if on cue
and walks away nonchalantly when it’s done.

Does your right cheek ever throb in dispute
and leave you longing for the smell of my skin?
The deep pining for your touch gets so acute
in the places where I have not already been.

We loved like there wasn’t going to be a tomorrow,
Wading in and out of destiny’s widest arms.
Yet fate has gifted us such pleasures of sorrow
when the night has worn away all its charms.

How lethargic have our intentions become
for our hearts to stop and take notice
of why our days are numbered under the sun,
it’s even sadder to get to know this.

Your presence has a grace of its own,
your smell distinctive by its voice.
Showering us with the rewards of what we’ve sown
of remarks which left us with no choice.

The fads of time can never be understood,
as we stood enjoying a love so free.
Making the most of our lives the best we could,
just yesterday you were here with me.

There wasn’t much to which I could agree,
not with these jewels in your place.
These warm winds that embrace me
must have surely kissed your face.