Petrichor

(inspired by the new word i learned today from the internet)
(thanks to John Alex Banawa for the complimentary words and phrases)

Petrichor

The smell of the earth starts to get to me,

aware of the love that will never be.

All these would be a lasting memory

Of you and me in sweet serenity.

As warmth touches my numbed senses once more,

Your painful silence overwhelms my soul

Looking back, I see you and me no more

Visions of you, all smeared with mud and coal

Candy-colored ark reigns over the sky

this, for me, is the sign to say goodbye.

Ephemeral Elysium’s destined end:

Farewell, the only thing broken hearts lend.