Departure Time
D E P A R T U R E
The clock has chimed
One last time,
And the sun has set
Upon a distant horizon.
It is time for a departure.
The last stitch
Has been sewn,
And the children have abandoned
Their frolics in crystal playgrounds.
I have shed
My final tear,
And have screamed
My last, fatal plea.
And it is high time for a departure.
My phone
Doesn’t dance
To the tune
Of your sexy voice.
My heart
Doesn’t leap
To the sound
Of your sweet name.
I can’t stand
The sight of you
And I pity not
Your mournful face.
It is time for a departure.
I watch as untamed horses
Freely float with the gentle breeze
And I take one last look
Over my shoulder as I move on.
My, love, it is time we depart.