• Beloved

    Dragonflies carry your wishes,
    A letter bestowed by the gods.
    Vision narrows from the wind
    In the sky you rise with the sun.

    Dragons told us your story,
    Memorized in the tales of sorrow
    On the days when the lonely beds
    Never feel the same in the mornings.

    Erased from the surface,
    Remembered in our thoughts.
    Easy to feel, yet never
    Are we able to meet.

    Until the dawn we sing your name,
    "-Come back to us today!"