I remember the evening
that we sat clinging
to paper cups
of coffee gone cold

over secrets spilled and memories told
two bodies cursed
with hearts grown old

behind your eyes
I found new worlds
A winding road stretched out for miles
to a small cafe at the end of the isle

Sweet pastries filled the mouths
of those who sat beside us
and stayed for a while.

How the hours went by,
people just passing through
The descending sun ending
a forever with you.

Eyes of the poet,
Seeing worlds beyond our own,
Feelings overflow.

The loss
The LOSS
The ache of empty
Empty arms
Empty heart
Empty space where he used to be
The ache of watching
Everybody
You love
Hurt so badly
Nothing
NOTHING
Will ever be the same
She is facing the LOSS
Even the hardiest humans
Can never tame
I cannot help her
Neither can you
We write impotent poetry
Recall our favorite memories
Dream of those wonderful days
How it used to be
When things were together
And perfect
Before we recognized that perfection
For what it was
We ******* about minor details
Dog **** in the yard
Taking too long in a line
Flat tire
Ran out of wine
Such a privilege
To ***** about little things
Back when life was fine
I have nothing to offer
But my love
And a few rhyming lines

Contrary to what they say
It doesn’t all come out in the wash
Some stains stay