I Looked...

you killed me last night,
perhaps that was enough...
to make up for all those nights
left to sleep alone!
when i awakened with eyes
that darkness had kissed,
i saw hearts beating,
and an owl pouring coffee!
trees conversed, branches intertwined,
and the creek sang to the wind.
now dogs spoke of god
with learned eyes...
while thunder undressed lightning!
and the hollow in my cheek
that bore your name...
filled with fireflies glowing...
fingers walked by carrying souls,
i looked, but could not find yours!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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