Its about the feelings of distant lovers

This poem of mine is for the distant lovers

That day I remember, In the fateful month of November, The leaves fell from deciduous trees, And the tides roaring high at sea.

You went and left some memories to me, Memories to cherish, like the peacock feathers, They remind of our being together.

But our dove goes on? Like someone searching horizon, Like the endless universe and billions of stars twinkling every night, No matters?you are out of my sight.

I don?t know whether we can be one, But like the sun sinking in the ocean, And the moon greeting sun at dawn, I am sure one day, You and me have something to say?