i want to whisper your
name, make it float on my lips
to transform the sound
like the melody of angels
racing toward heaven
and i
would wait for your
return, a kaleidoscope
of visions, you are
my sun beamed splendor.
i want to capture your
words, make them my song
every note, timbre, a line
that promises, i will
string them together, a minstrelsy
to smother your empty vows
though in the end, your words
became a muted sound
in my ears, my
plaintive cry.