Looking closer into your eyes,
Moving closer to your arms...
Twenty years of marriage
Though we spent four years apart...
I hope you finally closed the door
I left it open when I left that day...
I saw the red flags
the manipulation...
A longing I've never known
Enthralls me, captures me...
I breath in deep; this sour sound
of feet shuffling away...
When mine eyes near to close - for truest sleep
then best her gentle hand beside me hold...
We all learned
to build bridges...
Do you remember that you were braiding my hair
and I was breathing...
If I could shrink an ailing body piece
then from my chest dilute the torrid pain...
At times I feel you are here, as I write
like you are breathing from the page...
I miss you in the purest form.
I miss seeing your eyes light up when you smile...