Shanna shan
I walked twenty-eight yearsIn the shadow of the sunJust looking for a galleryTo hang the memory of oneRed curls in the wintertimeYou always were my queenTwo survivors in the aftermathThe universe was you and meI walked twenty-four yearsIn the half light of the moonJust looking for a gallery To hang the memory of youGreen eyes in the summertimeI never could explainBirds of peace only stay awhileMy kindness only brought you painAnd I am still the sameNothing ventured nothing gainedJust a portrait in a frameIn your gallery of rainYou keep the lambency and shade I gave you