C58 Tailing

The stars in the sky weep,

The roses on the earth wither,

The cold wind chills to the bone,

But with you by my side,

The insects buzz and the flowers slumber,

Only in pairs do they truly shine,

Fear not the dark but a shattered heart,

No matter the weariness,

Nor the direction, be it south, north, east, or west...

A woman hastened along the street