Dare I say what I feel?
Furthermore, who would hear if I were to speak?
Further still, who, prey tell, would understand?
This is my dilemma.
And so from here, my evening shall progress
Into deeply felt sighs
And mournful reminiscing
I recollect more gentle moments…
Yea, these are the words I miss:
Softly, tenderly, earnestly,
Rapturously, devotedly, attentively…
Goodbye, sweet ashes.
Now all I hear is rain.