Name

The dawn had whisked the batter,

hungry, my eyes looked for you.

A warm smile was on the platter,

served me right for the day was due.

Merry-go-round, 

a joy ride everyday.

things seemed to fade away

with you at my bay.

Tinker-tailor-soldier-spy,
to what does our heart pry.
Hardly are those fates braided,
In a blink of an eye, separated.

Myopic my vision,

echos now in the empty spaces.

Like a wash from the river, 

blurred, I see empty faces.

Many paths we did walk together,

now our destinations have changed.

Fly far away to the unknown,

but remember the name.