Plaintive and inexorable the last day drags us towards to its flat end.
Time, imperious and merciless points with bony fingers towards the deadline
And the atmosphere breathes down heavily with dread of separation.
The energy In the house sighs and slides with suppressed sadness
And my brain presses against the physical constraints of reality.
Fear drips slowly from my consciousness saddening the dank, limp November leaves
Whilst Solitude compresses my skull and the strange silence rings in my ears.
Missing you sorrow steadily whispers in timed staccato memories
As I roam disconsolate and disconnected through rooms that caressed time together.
Now empty of love, the walls are watched by familiar items standing guard
And I am followed listlessly by the tender wistful ghosts of our kisses.
Little splinters of loss break loose from my mind and stab the tender confines of my heart,
I curl tightly under the cold creased covers, yet there is no shelter without your warmth.
I seek the absence of sleep and my dreams curve around the gentle sweetness of your soul.
I cannot swallow for the missing you