The Empty

Those sweet moments are gone.
They fell from my life like raindrops.
My last words quiver in each one.
Those sweet moments are gone,
but they have watered your fields.
Roses bloom like echoing smiles
and this empty cloud
rolls like a shell in the sandy sky
being taken by the atmospheric waves
of the next life.
I will await you
in the next world
so you can curl up
in the embrace of my emptiness.
Those sweet moments are gone.