The day that was.

The sun sets

The wind blows

The breeze melts

The fears I make

I look at the door

The one you stood

Just moments ago

My heart beats one

And two

And three

And once again

The scene resembles rain

That you wish should end

But the effect makes you

Wish the otherwise

I sit on the couch

My chest makes a heave

My tongue laced with cream

Cream that leaves

A soothing effect

I feel we are abreast

Close together

My eyes close

I see you close

My hands I close

I feel no one there

I remember the day

If my heart were a tray

I could see what is there.

I see you speak

As I pen this poem

I feel your touch

I pause……

I write again

I look at the door

Open ajar.

My face curls into a smile

Sad though

I feel my fingers race on this

I watch the photos we took

The more the words I roll

The darker it falls

But my vision does not

My heart beats

My neck feels your touch

I feel a smell in my nose

The fragrance you carry

I love you

I miss you too