Sunday, 11 September 2011

the empty glass

the wine glass
spills
fills
and empties
our music
our memories and plans
pulls me inwards
I know you are gone
I know death is final
but my love
in this dark night
with my eyes closed
and a heart filled with hope
I still feel the need to reach out
for your hand
and our unfinished love




(I fell in love with a woman who fought and lost a fight. It was a lifetime ago.)