It’s not a lie, everything is full of you, I can assure it;

the night we met,

the old lantern that shone on us

and perhaps your promises inspired these words

converted into grief

 

My heart, yearning for you,

looks for sweet words

to write in your soul

 

This love without words became my preferred tempo,

in the most perfect harmony,

in the most beautiful poetry

and my life is based on what you make of it

 

Now your reluctance causes desolation;

you continue to live in perpetuity,

and I face anguish and anxiety

 

My eyes cry and don’t want to see you go

and you must understand

it’s never been important to see you without feeling you,

and that everything is full of you ...

 

 

©Noris Roberts