Gone is your tender gaze,
gentle as the budding of spring leaves,
Gone is your loving touch,
soft on my skin as the breeze,
No more do your warm arms surround me,
There is no comfort for me in the night,
Replaced by a throbbing ache inside,
as I remember your eyes and their light,
Dizzily, I reel from the emptiness,
In darkness I stumble and fall,
I am lost without your presence,
and your absence seems to engulf all,
My tears fall with no hand to soothe them,
while I long for the taste of your lips,
Remembering the smell of your skin,
I mourn the tracing of your fingertips,
My spirit keens for the loss of you,
Fingers yearn to run through your hair,
I ponder your kiss on my cheek,
and weep because it�s no there,
My flesh pricks at the lack of your warmth,
for we once held each other body to body,
I knew in those moments where I belonged,
because the world was as it should be,
But now my anchor is gone,
so my misery sweeps me away,
I fall into a familiar sorrow,
slowly realizing that here I must stay,
So I burrow into the soft sadness,
and wrap myself in a shroud of tears,
I know I will drown in this pain,
and be buried in melancholy for years,
The only comfort I can cling to,
is both my weight and my buoy,
So I shall be drowned and raised,
by the ghost that is your memory.