memories of you
Dreaming, drifting
I wondering past
the house
where we once lived.
Where home fires burnt
yet, now I see
another flame
does glow.
At a glance
into a window
another face
not mine.
Living in another time
hear my cries
I feel I am dying.
Still need your touch
Forbidden, forgiven
forsaken, alone.
Tears roll down
sunken cheeks
on pale face.
Desperation
I hurt.
Decisions made
in moments haste
The last look
on your most
handsome face.
The past should
remain in the
corners of my
sub-conscious mind.
For they are
too painful
too soiled
forgotten, lost.
Therefore
I banished from my heart
these exhausted dreams
As only pieces
of my broken heart
remain.
