your car is still parked
in the drive way,
your coat slung over your favourite chair,
a half read book, some caramel fudge still sits on
the small box beside.
on the hall table,sunglasses
carkeys, handbag, all sit in place
by the door your shoes,dusty
and haphazardly placed.

your fragrance still hangs,
heavy in the air.

on the sink your favourite
teacup awaits, your never again lips.

out the back, in the sunset
of this grey day,
my lover and yours sit,
beer in hand.
i stand washing and drying
dishes..over and over again.
as my heart struggles, to take in the reality
your stuff is all here......

but you have gone
away.....ahead
to that ephemeral place..... you are now, with the stars....
and we... are left with our precious memories .....
and your stuff.