END OF THE WORLD

Bellowing lovers floating on the airy silence

It has been a decade past since I have tasted your firm lush lips
Basked in all antiquity and heavy as the morning...

The Blood red Sun rises its last head to the East

The She wind blows a Canyon size hole 

through  hemorrhaging Mother Earth

And as The End of the world 

gears up for its final curtain call

I 

have

just 

found

LOVE

(c) Helena.C. Carta