Aftermath

The aching silence
Of loving you alone.
You lay with me
Though you're not there.
Our kisses
Hang in the air
Like some forgotten cologne
You used to wear.
I watch you sleeping
On bed of rose petal.
How can I settle
For less.
Empty arms
Grieve sweet caress.
I talk to you
In lonliness.
As you drift
Through my soul.
A recurring dream
The black night stole.
And the madness
That follows sadness
Leaves me on an island
Alone.
A flower cut down.
Before it had grown.

poem by Kevin East
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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