The Waning Tides

The memory has dulled
But the sensation remains
Through every yearning breath that burns
To uncoil the clandestine layers of pain

I flounder in the shadow of your absence
Haunted by the sough of the surrounding seas
This isle, my exile and wilderness to wander
In pursuit of a once abiding dream

Lost and lamenting, hence never to evade
This temperate yet wuthering shore
I caress the edges, at the invisible boundary
As the waves retreat and my heart submerges
Out from the unbounded ebb of yours

I live in lack of an illumined sense
Though offer hymns and incantations
Defying the past, but only to reap my debt
In a lacuna that forms my isolation

And I will shun the majestic moon
For the light of destiny it delays
Vanquishing stars in every blink of an eye
Obscured from the mystery I gaze

That is if you shall not return to me
Before my demise is due to rain
Let then the firmament fall
And this island sink below its mist
To uplift your shadowed veil