Be with me, will you

she told the sky and he smiled

she asked for a moment

And he turned around

Out against the raging storms

the rising oceans

the smouldering clouds

her heart waned and waxed

in love and pain and hurt

in moments of gloom

he sometimes became a twinkling star

yet so far so far so far

she feared the heart that yearned so much

the tongue that spelt

the thoughts that felt

deep imprints on the soul

but the voice,ah, the voice

like none she found

called out in dreams

and lonely nights

bewildering and soothing all at once

fearful of showing

and tearing to break

the dreams strecth asking for courage

travelling on sighs the tears swell

the spirit though looked on and laughed

as if she were a stranger far

so gathering cold spread from

outside in or inside out

thus, she thought and held silence!

Ps: thoughts that rise