I've said goodbye at bus stops
In coffee shops, on planes.
In broken down hotel rooms
and in sudden summer rains.
I've said it without speaking
when I could not find the words.
In parking lots, at funerals
and to the song of birds.
When forced to without meaning it
I've even said it too,
but the hardest thing I'll ever do
is say goodbye to you.

Her heart beats ferociously
pounding rhythmically
it drums the melody
like an ancient rite
deep and fluid
vibrant and universal
the
  song
    is
      of
        love.

Amid morning chaos
eyes that won't open
and certainly won't shut
I
    see
             you.
A not so distant memory
still vibrant
edges barely fading.
I can still taste your kisses
like a light spring shower -
the calm before
the ensuing storm.
Every
            inch
                       of
                              you
Aflame in memory
a fire too hot to extinguish
yet I am not wholly consumed.
You stole my mind
before you acquired my heart.
A
     love
               like
                        that
irreplaceable.