Painting by David Mesplé
Absent
Love
Long
and dark are the nights
Empty
is the bed
Where
your body
Should
be
I
reach for you
Instead
I touch
Nothing
It’s
exhausting
On
my heart
My
soul
My
world
Longing
to pause
Head
upon your chest
Listening
to your
Heartbeat
The
reassurance
Of
love
Long
dark cold nights
Alone
without touch
Hurting
inside
Desiring
your breath
To
brush against
My
cheek
Instead
I reach
Feeling
empty space
Where
your body should be
I
ache
Poem
by Maryanne Mesplé
Beautiful, my friend! & I'm quite certain that if David were to compose a poem when missing you deeply....that it would be very similar! This would be wonderful if set to music...don't you think so too? God bless you,my sweet friend ~ :)
ReplyDeleteThank you ❤️
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