Ethereal Moments The Poetry of Donavon Scott Vinson
Vanishing Memories
As a ghost at the break of dawn,
all love has quickly vanished,
from my heart.
All thoughts have been carefully erased,
from the dusty chalkboard,
of my mind.
Those icy panes of memory in my soul,
have been unceremoniously shattered,
into a myriad of tiny pieces.
Every ounce of love I once shared,
has been poured out into the swirling seas,
of utter forgetfulness.
To leave me empty,cold and ever so alone.