A Random Return

Gone Lost in the sea, The advent of peace. Gone With words flowing, Throughout my mind. Breaking waves sound Like the sadness Crushing inside out. Carousel Digging in the sand Children at the park. A carousel in the distance. The calliope its sounds Cut through the air To signal it is autumn. Reminiscing when we met Those familiar sounds invoke A mesmeric sense of abandon. Digging in the sand A ferris wheel stands Where the calliope once chimed. A hand in darkness Brings hearts to life Will you sing for me? While they surrender themselves To the unending merriment the inner turmoil reaches climax. Digging in the sand A pier lies abandoned I remember where you were. Eyes once warm, cold Emboldened by the fire Which raged underneath cold skin. The fires long gone Out in the park The carousel sings again. Digging in the sand The emptiness I feel When those tears of yours Dried for the last time.