Haiku - 15

Jean Baptiste Corot 1845

The windmill slows down /

Soft footsteps on the stone floor /

My heart picks up speed //

 For the Height Of Haiku Challenge

Added to Haiku Heights

Adrift

A love so strong 

how could it be

so wrong.

You were divine,

meant to be mine.

summer's grace

that was your face.

Flashing meadows,

gushing tides,

your laughter filling up

every site.

Felt you 

in my arms,

felt you

in my soul.

A love so strong 

how could it be

so wrong.

Come back, 

come back from

from the void

 you have gone to.

Take me, 

take me back

to the time

I was before.

A love so strong 

how could it be

so wrong.

You Were There

Eyes that twinkled with the 

glimmering light of far away stars, 

They gazed at me as

though I was their rock star.

Lips that lisped sweet words

in my soul, a chord was struck,

They made mundane words seem

more precious than the preciouss.

Tiny hands that wiped away

the invisible tears I shed,

On my cheeks they felt

like the softest of silks.

The warm body that hugged

sharing all the love it possessed,

The vibe that I sensed 

of the special bond created

The look that you gave reflected

wisdom way beyond your years, 

as though you somehow understood

the pain and ache behind the false smiles.

You gave me something

No one else can ever give,

The warm glow of a million suns

that light up my dark days and nights.

With you around

life is easier to face,

My strength, my sanity, 

my joy, my grace.

 Just remember in

 the days yet to be,

This heart will beat for you

as yours did beat for me.

( Dedicated to my tiny powerhouse of a nephew Sidartha aka Sid, 

whose innocence and love helped me through my darkest year )

Added to Jingle's Poetry Potluck.