Perfections Distant Memory

By Broken ♥ Heart •
As the winds call out their sinister song,
To the earth that is draped…
In the ever enveloping darkness,
The fading sunsets cry out helplessly.
As the darkened skies close in,
They leave etches of their everywhere.
And when those mournful sunsets,
Are swallowed up by the darkness once more…
They become nothing but
Perfections distant memory.