Face Without

​FACE WITHOUT
O Heavenly angel, bring back mine symphony,

Melody of a love, ripened on a summer evening,

Let mine imagination replace the only sun,

To million reflection of a truce, for mine,

Cannot sing a night, without stars,

Gone days of winter bloom, mine self now warm,

Moments of mine enlightened afterglow, look upon you,

Something not beautiful beyond your realm,

Oh no! Darling mine hands hold only each other,

Cramped inside, a heart once united with a soul,

Don’t mind lips show you, canvas of a journey,

Tell me! Don’t mine eyes hear you sigh, to come,

Dawn of mine skyless world, flew away,

What only remains, a face without self.
– Teddy ©