Silhouette

The sun doth rise,

Beyond the early morning mist.

Spreading warmth and love;

To every flower

That the butterfly kissed.

As roses bloom

And honeybees hum.

My heart aches for you;

There is something

I have to overcome.

Since you departed,

Emptiness in my heart did set.

No matter how much the sun shines

I am and always will be;

Your lovesick; silhouette.