nostalgia diary

I wonder if my poetic creativity is fading, so i opened my nostalgia diary! Here is a piece to feed-
I walk with my eyes
and emotions,
set forth on the horizon,
because, o my love!
i know- thou shalt meet me
across the horizon- the will-o-the wisp
but, silver linings of the dark clouds
inspire me walking
towards our Rendezvous.

bye now,