everything changed in a breath
the world stopped and my heart
stopped
there are pieces of you everywhere
i see you in everything but cannot tell you
and now i circle the drain

the moon is clouded as my mind is
and the light is hard to see

it is not good for loved things to be torn away
their endings should be natural

every once in a while i smell you on
the breezes that make hot days bearable
and i hear your laughter in the storms

you were always stormy
bright flash and a bellow of thunder
and my garden drank its fill
but no more
no more
and now my garden withers