I wrap the night around me
And gaze forever
Into the moonless desert sky
The horizon has said its last goodbye
Hours after the sun
And though I walk
There is no sound
Except the crunch
Beneath my boots
And echos of her voice
A thousand miles from nowhere
Is not enough
I like the imagery and personification in this poem. It adds vividness to invoked emotions. Good job.
great poem. well written.. been down that unnamed highway a few times myself. eric cockrell