Smothered by Dewdrops

"A old poem shortly after my wife passed away"

Tell me! Was it the passionate walks in the moonlit sand?
Or the morning dew on our feet as we walked hand in hand?
The sand castles we nurtured as the waves swelled within us?
Our bonded silhouette we cast while harvesting the dews trust?

Tell me! Why are the mountains standing still?
The valleys once secluded, now impassable walls
Why do waves of dewdrops now smother me at will?
Why do you lie so still, Please, Please! Heed my calls!

The frost on my windows melted as you walked past
The words “I love you” lingered in the remaining fog
Was it our aromas mixing that made the moments last?
Everyday smiled a sunny day free of troubling smog

Do I just lie here while my bones sink in the sand?
Embracing your gravestone was not part of my life’s plan
Tell me! When they buried us, why did they keep us apart?
A voice echoes, ”Don’t worry sweetheart, soon a new start”