Sweep Away the Blues

Sweep away the blues

As the wind 

blows

Past my window

I am reminded 

Of 

What use to be

The sadness

The slow beats

As my heart ached 

To be loved

The white crust

From my eyes still

Lingers

As I exhale

My desperate 

Attempt 

Find 

My lost 

Passion

For life

Out 

Of 

Nowhere

You

Sweep away

The blues

As I 

Lay next

To you.

Deborah R. Shaw

The Silent Stalker