THOUGHTS OF YOU:

My old thoughts of you merely go tumbling down,

By-passing the regrets, teardrops & saddened frown,

As cascading pebbles, tumbling down mountains & hills,

As icy raindrops, dripping down window´s old panes & sills.

My thoughts of you, splash into the waterfall´s cold pool,

All taunting, mocking & calling me the deaf & blinded fool,

Memories crashing like waves, upon brine-hardened rock,

Oh how harshly, my love for you, you cruelly crack & mock.

My thoughts of you drift away, upon thoughtless breeze,

Just as old dead leaves from Autumn´s unforgiving trees,

To the places where kisses, like scree, turn to cold stones,

Where our love, dead & buried, turns to bleached bones.