First white butterfly—
    are you looking forward
        to summer?

A small pond forms
    from the tiny patting hands
        of the spring raindrops.

Brown bee walking
    across a crowded sidewalk—
        I would use my wings.

You walk out the door,
Riddled with guilt and remorse
You took my strength,
Till I have no more

I drag you up,
You bring me down
Crawl back to her,
Alone in the dark I frown

I sit and watch you glow,
Give me strength from those above
I'm dying inside,
Here's to you my love

The days move on,
but my heart stays still—
stuck in the moment
you slipped beyond my reach.

I search the silence
for the sound of your laugh,
trace the shadows
for a glimpse of your light.

Every sunrise feels empty
without you to greet it,
every night falls heavier
without your voice to guide me home.

I carry your memory
like a fragile flame,
shielding it from the winds
of time and forgetting.

I’m missing you deeply—
in the quiet, in the noise,
in the space between heartbeats
where you once lived.

And until I see you again,
I’ll keep loving you
across this impossible distance,
hoping somehow, you feel it still.

you ask what I’m writing
I sulk and say nothing
since you didn’t ask to read it   ..

Lock my heart away
With your Skeleton's Key,
Throw it in thine CELLAR;
And may it rest at peace

Lock my soul away
In this dungeon we call home
For I never wish to leave
Our betrothal's Cellar