I shiver,
missing
how your hair blazes,
how the fire you breathe
warmed me
i lie still
while your scent echoes
in my brain
and
your laughter
can still be heard
softly under
my chin
I wake
Alone
A Lone figure
on the canvas of
covers
where we
created
converged
Now a single color
where once
our strokes
Merged
to an
aesthetic
climax.
Tonight a
part of
me
sleeps far away
looking
for A Way
to reunite the
pieces you have
with the hole
to
be
whole