You - 4 : Passion Unborn

16-April-2009 (SS)

And now that you are gone,
lost have not only you,
but also me,
and this passion unborn.

The road less traveled was never for us,
the valleys and cliffs were never for us.
Sweet delights and starry lights,
anticipation bubbling through the veins,
unruly self, ineffective reins;
Natures writ was not for us.

When the birds start walking on the green,
When the vastness and grandeur canot be seen,
how can there ever be an us?
Death will slowly come to this passion.
Eternal but unborn, it dwells in our mansion.