The fresh, cool air awakens me,
And it smells of sweet sweet honey.
Thickly I wish to pour this gold liquid into my tea.
Yet, it’s non existent. The sky is dark, not sunny.

The dogs are not the only ones pulling at me.
Sadness pulls at my delicate heart.
Unfortunately, things in life are never a guarantee.
But, Soul and Mate should never live apart.

Listening to music, on this walk, is no good.
I hoped the voices would rid me of emptiness; they do not.
Nothing I do will erase it; only cover it, like a hood.
I wish you were with me now, here, in this spot.

You are my love, my one and only. Never forget.
Why must these black black clouds cover our sky?
Will this change it all? Our future? Our love? …Please say there’s no threat.
I wait for a clear answer. No reply. The path continues. I walk. I stop. I sigh.