Waiting

The stars shine sweetly in the air
Clouds pass in ethereal silence
Gray streaks upon a black canvas
Night hangs delicately in the air
A thread of peace descends
Stillness
The air is dead
Wind absent from heart and mind.
Grass strikes an awkward pose
Lit by shallow graves
Moonlight soft and silver
Striding across the broken branches
Littering the ground they lie
Comatose
Lost in a eternal dream
Awaking only to the solemn insanity
Nothingness
Caught in a round
Chasing
The darkened clouds away
Waiting
For you.