Feb 13

A ceiling of darkness weighs
Upon my morning breath, the light
Reflecting in my mourning eyes,
Every cell drained in depressions
Arms lifeless as stone
Sickness at my throat, still completely broken and my observations are just beginning, the fetid heart bleeds,
Love is distant - a great distance from~
So close at times, two feet and focused
Conversation on the business of the day,
So close you are, I can see the light
Reflecting off your inner eye
Ascending and descending the universe's
Of your beautiful self
The lines of the blue fabric,
A soft surface to your voice, you give
Away your soul for a short second, 
A formal goodbye,
And then our separate lives move on
Meeting over

Everything kept in its way as
A ceiling of darkness descends 
Love held in check, unspoken,
Without you
Every hour-
Every second - 
Without you