MILADY(a poem by Irusota)

Towards the far north
The clouds traverse farewell
We bade it
Incense it shed by the
Hues of darkness, and
In return it disgorges
In torrent, with fog and
Chilliness it descends
So that to a halt the
Trapped warmth of the day
Staggers and crumble
Your absence I could
Feel to the marrow
Your Angelic face I
Miss to the vast
Silence of my heart
Milady, I love you and
The heavens knows it
That's why the skies
Bathes us with feelings of affection
Deeply entrenching same to our memories.

@IrusotaSAN 2017