Come Wither Away With Me

Come Wither Away With Me short poem

Photo by Jonas B


Come with me,let’s wither away to eternity
Across the shore …to the moon,
Surpass the darkest night ,
till heat of noon ,
fly over the meadows ,
from horizon to the dawn ,
let’s complete the circle of life ,
Over the globe ,
Paris, Hungary, Antara some of our pitstops,
let’s crossover the hurdles ,
you and me until the clock stops.

Trust me once ,
Just lend me your hand,
I promise I won’t let you fall ,
If death comes knocking at our step ,
It shall take on me its toll ,
Let’s break the bondage which surrounds your being ,
Free from shackles ,
Let’s just for once write our own history,
Let your inhibitions rest ,
O baby ,
There is a choice to make,
just come and wither away with me,
To eternity of our connected souls.

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