I Hear Her

I hear her sob in the night
And roll over to comfort her,
To hold her while she
Sighs trickles gasps her tears,
To shield her from herself,
And the chasm between
What is and where she once flew,
Sky and sun and love
Not as easily savoured now...
But I move to kiss her gently,
Sooth her trembling with a gentle stroke,
And find nothing in the calm
But cotton and down and her scent
Permeating the dark....

I suppose she will have to handle
This heartache alone....