Sending you crossed kisses and looped hugs
Wishing for the longest goodbyes
You are just out of my reach
The vacuous glow of the monitor captivates me
and I forfeit my love to the pixels

How close you seem, until I lay down to rest and your absence becomes known
the blankets, thin, like you, but too thin to fill the void
The moon is too cold to replace your warmth

The cold reminds me of how much I missed you, I care not to remember.

The bitter taste of tea without you
the scent has no senses to tantalize

The study conveys the impression of empty
The silence we can't share
And the chair in which you might sit
is as lonely as ever with no company but dust

The harsh bite of nicotine on my lips
reminds me of yours
and I long for them.
Soft and bitter
like the cigarettes you so love
And the death I've learned to savor in your wake

Seeing words arranged beautifully remains reminiscent of you
And poetry, itself reminds me of your breath.



In the leaves at the bottom of the cup I see the day that we met

and in the sun I am reminded of how fond you were of the dark

and in the ashes of my loneliness I'm reminded of what's to become

of us.