I was out running errands this morning and suddenly a poem was writing itself in my brain. It’s been awhile since that’s happened. Lately it’s just bits and pieces…nothing coming out whole. So when my plans for the day changed…and I ended up with the rest of the day to myself…I took advantage of the nice day and took my laptop out to my gazebo.
Your Voice
My ears still long to hear And my heart just can’t let go Of the words falling from your lips Engraved forever on my soul. I don’t remember the first I love you But I can’t forget the last Who would have guessed the time between Would have gone so fast From “Good morning Babe” each dawn To “I love you” at days end All the texts and calls inbetween Sometimes just a heart and then press send Our walks in the evenings “How was your day” Sharing our stresses- Suddenly everything is okay After a long week- Friday night out with friends I look in your eyes and they speak to me- I know how the night will end And when our heads would share one pillow Our voices just a whisper No one else exists Just us- our dreams and future And now the silence It’s deafening My emotions at war Loneliness has me spiraling I try to find some peace Deep within my psyche Music and poetry are my saviors When nothing else gets me It fills the silence in my head Puts words to my pain Keeps me company Until I hear your voice again
Love, Tennis, and Cancer 