a darkness floods the magnolia hills.

A darkness floods the magnolia hills.            
A place once so soft and subtle,            
but now that gentleness is gone.            
A chill rides through these hills                
under a sky of crying white lilly.            
                 
There was once your lips your kiss --                  
now an unexplained P H E N O M E N A              
         
Now there are no road signs, sunshine,          
no arrows to point me back             
to our once upon a time.        
         
Now only your absence                  
touches me.                
I am stuck I guess.                
All I am left with now is                  
the wind, these magnolia hills and                  
it is not there.                
You are not there                
but you are the ghost                  
of my heart.                
Now the rain is ash                  
upon my skin.