Wondering where you are

A path’s been trampled through the streets

that crossed my fragile mind

of thoughts that wander where you are

been rendered by these lines

You took your leave so suddenly

that taints my empty days

The emptiness of days that pass

The Newborn Sun shall say

A path’s been carved,

of the heart-struck stars

That line, my fragile love

I shall never yield to the scars

wounded by the doves.