Haley

Retinas still burnt from your beauty

From the last time I laid my eyes upon

That flowing white dress that trailed

That icy flame that exuded your being

A spectacle on that cold, calm night

Without so much as a word, you retreated

Back to whence you came

Leaving me, feet plastered to the ground

Gawking at the unnaturally bleak skies

That will never again be as radiant

But alas, never once have I moved

From the very spot we met

With a smile on my face, I wait

Hanging on a thread of words

A promise that one day you’ll return

And once again will my soul burn

-Izzat R.