Kamilla Three

Since you've gone away, I don't know what to do, but each night pray, I reach some deathly tone, see your face in whirlpools, above me like a plane, saddened every day, the sea still surrounds you, wonder if there’s a way, you’ll send me the loan, I don’t want you to, gardens need to grow, walls are turning grey, have I said I love you, as if on the make, don’t want to be alone, not hoping isn’t true, can’t you take a joke, my eyes are like jade, they’ll resist any curfew, blinking out to space, you’ll drop by soon.