A Shattered Hourglass [English Poetry]

For Thee

My dearest, I'm fearful of the times to come.

Pain is lingering in my soul, in my limbs,

You see, like a bird, among the clouds I'm at home.

The shadow leaning on my frightened heart as the sky dims

Pulled me in an eerie dream whither you've been waiting for me.

Love is meant to be lived and therefore embraced,

As my arms seeking the sweetness of thee,

I may have fallen, but my thoughts on you were not misplaced.