Untitled as of now

I've mentioned before that sometimes I write poems.... this last week i've been working on one, it's not finished yet but I figured I would post what I have. currently this one does not have a title....

In the calm of the quite
Taking sips of your breath
Across a November sunset sky
Spirit of truth
Would you speak through lies


My heart’s tender agony of parting
After all this has passed

I still will remain
Joy of a promise sustains
I will cry my last
You will trade beauty for pain

On your morning expression
Refining beauty falls down
Never running dry
Fountain of life wash away anguish
Restore innocence deprivation

Joy of a promise sustains
I will cry my last
You will trade beauty for pain

By,

amanda collins