Lost

Over there, I still see our kingdom

Formed from long lost dreams and faded hopes,

Its aura no longer fearsome.

Once blooming with ardent passion,

It is now dead,

No longer our love’s reflection.

A kingdom without a king or a queen,

Our empire is lost,

All that’s left is a crumbling dream.

I long to rebuild it

From scratch if we must

But I know that’s absurd

Because we were long ago left to rust.