I ache every time I read this! Who hasn’t felt these feelings at least once in their lifetime? Whether torn apart by tragedy or at the end of what was once great, a loss is a powerful feeling not easily overcome. This piece definitely hit home for me.
Those clouds of passion that once
came crashing across my face
and that love drenched rain
dressing my body with glitter
where fires flared from friction
along the trail your lips traced
on those chilly winter mornings
where our fingers found shelter
in the spaces between
where now these spaces seem so spacious
yet my fingers still linger
on your fragrance.
And here am I
the only audience to your absence
trying to hold on to your warmth
yet unable to survive
for I miss my reason to exist
the anticipation of your kiss.