'The Tremors of a Great Divide' by Trendance

A long time ago or was it in another life,

I once witnessed the epiphany of passion blossom in your gilded eyes

But today where is that flash of joy you triggered in my once bitter heart,

A well-preserved islet lost in the tormented wilderness?

I long for this accustomed glitter the absence of which bears the unsufferable mark of the great divide.

Trendance