Clueless lagoon

There are landscapes
Then, they were gone
Only timid moons and
A midnight sun

Between lucid goodbyes
Sad laughters
There maybe hope
Or maybe, none

Up there, clouds
Of bluest skies
Deep, longing like

vague smiles

On hills tepid with
Abandonement
Lullabies echo,
Swayed, bent

Between sparkles 

Of stolen whispers

Promises broken

Shattered hearts

Your sad kiss

Rushed, empty

My dying love 

In a death valley