Revisit, Rekindle, And Reconnect Poem by Enchanting Owl

Eleven moons ago, my heart was drenched in blue.
Presently, sitting here on the bench, I can see through.
The place we used to love, with the clouds running like deer.
The place we used to visit, with the wind blowing at the rear.

Staring at the stars we used to draw our future,
The patterns are now chaotic; all are in full suture.
Without you, I'm a ship without a navigator.
Lifeless, motionless—like a patient to an amputator.

As the clock turned backward, my soul reached the fierce sun.
Trying to touch its warmth and trying to feel undone.
I miss the gentle caress and the secure embrace.
You're my sun; unquestionably, you're my saving grace.

Silhouettes pass by, and I'm covered with shadows.
As I look up and see your pair of eyes, my heart knows.
After all the waiting, you stand there with sweet flowers.
You are ready to reconnect, and I'd say this time is ours.