You’ve Turned Away

 

 

Under separate skies we sleep tonight

A space where you should be

Fills my emotions with emptiness

And I hear familiar keystrokes

Tugging at tears

I shed when your absence

Reminds me

You are not the same

Not anymore

Your silence replaces

The warm breath of you

Across my chest

Now barren of your face

And the beat of your heart.

 

How can stars so bright dim so much

And those eyes once for me

Travel elsewhere and forget

These lips once so lavishly coloring yours?

Has tenderness become tepid?

Do other faces seem

More appealing

And my arms

So uncomfortable?

Every time you are away

A weight I can’t bear

Sinks my heart

Under a sea of invisible tears.

 

Yesterday I was your shiny new thing

You smiled about and wrote words

All about me and more

The flavor so sweet is

Sadly now stale

You savor other souls

And scenery

More pretty and serene

Your compensatory words

Echo with hollow space

Empty hands

And a love that is quietly dying.

 

Copyright © 2022 Charles Edward York

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