One autumn afternoon,

years ago.         

He chased the red leaf's beauty.

And he’s gone too far away

over the Proxima b

and never come back.

The times, the days fly by

After he’s gone

a white ribbon has been laid

on every sorrow, in each day.

O, how I miss him dearly!

A dim face drifting away

while the scent left behind

is still in every corner of the room.

The memories of him are rustling

as I hear faint whispers of his sweet voice.

The autumn comes back arrogantly, again

and strolling the forest path where

we used to walk together.

O, how aching my heart is!

The red tears flowing down on the cheek

coloring the fall leaves even redder.

Still, he’s up there

and l’m down in the forest

a million years between us.

Must I hang one tall ladder

in the air

to reach the Proxima b

While we parted in between

the sky and the earth.

Two souls as one

is walking on the clouds

hand in hand.

Two hearts  as one

will alight forever…

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