The Dew…~by Ami Joshi

This is the painful journey of the dew, (snow)…

 

The Dew…

He,
In the sun,
melted,
With her dreams,
And shimmered in the orange rays..

He,
Carved his soul,
With the wooden arrow,
To take her glance,
In the mist,
every day and night…

He,
Fainted in the dark,
When the silver moon pierced his heart with her white tears…

He,
Again,
In the sun,
With the mist,
Shivered,
As the breeze kissed his cheek,
And called her name
With joy and woe…

@ Ami J