forgotten

Another mantle of darkness falls
drenching the springtime
with noctural fragrances.
Flooding my heart 
with soft memories.
Blossoms fall 
like moonlit smowflakes.
On such moments 
grief cannot be contained.
Does my reflection 
ever come to you?
In pools of raindrops or tears.

or have i gone 
leaving 
only the reflecting moon.
no songbirds
empty places
drowning in need
craving love
always craving.
forever lost.