This Landscape Will Call My Name (Part 2)

A ravage delusion in the spree
Unforgettable emptiness under the sky of this endless landscape
Deeper marooned hope for a solitary bond
Memory of a few passing laughs which are in the run

The sun has set itself to stop in time
And the trees are rhyming with the wind
Only a few cry ahead,I found the lake
Aesthetic natural erotica for me to take

This moment shall not see an end
Childhood nostalgia  makes a comeback
Non visual rendition of a coma is keeping me into the track
And a few momentary intimacy which are going to break

We will not be together forever my friend
But this landscape will call my name...

Reviews

[K Scott Smith]

I loved this poem and the thoughts it raised

[Metal Orchid]

Created over a few beautiful nostalgia :) thank you