after night is gone,
glorious sunrise appears–
the sky is ablaze.
Latest
io sono l’amore.
I waited,
quietly,
patiently,
for sleep to come
and wrap her warm
arms around me.
But she did not come.
Instead you came and
sat and stared.
The bottomless pit
of grief opened once more,
and you threw water
in, to fuel the endless tears.
And gazed at the memories
that bubbled on the surface.
You waited,
patiently,
quietly.
And I silently swung the
door of my heart ajar.
You know I miss you.
