Longing to father

Tonight no stars in the sky
Only black hymn there
Just like my being black
Arid without a warm hug father.

The wind was still coming in the same way
Climb every twig to heartburn
I'm here frozen like a pale colorless
Here I still miss your figure father.

Daddy I miss you
Miss you silent way mute word
Dad you very much in the eye
To touch you I have to look at the sky.

I sent a prayer to this nostalgia
I make it a bidder all sense of desperation
I hold it to white
Daddy would you still there?

This evening I sent dad shoots miss
Longing that has been kept in the drawer gray hearts
Kutitip it on the wind freezing night
Hopefully my shoots miss  get thrown you.