Wake

Wake up. Touch face to face, as I tried for the first time.
Gone are the rainy seasons, and in the fireplace the fire is not extinguished.
I like the treasure bestowed upon his troubled heart,
But you didn't. Decided just. For us
Was worried the winds. Clouds in the sky raced like a wave.
The garden was cold as stone, and autumn was whistling in the chimney.
With eyelash tear erase. Hugs. Feelings are not cool,
Because to feel whole again, that is the real gift.