3 am... the streetlight outside our bedroom window
slices this October evening with its hazy glare
intruding on our darkness
peeking through green lace curtains
and casting its path across the carpet
and over our sleeping old dog
on the floor
at the foot of our bed.
You... in deep peaceful slumber
your snoring
a roar
in the stillness of the night
as you rest and I lie awake
pondering long trails of endless thoughts
memories.
Remembering... evenings seeming long past
arm in arm here
clinging close
comforting one another
through our storms.
Now... continuing whirlwinds
sadness and fear
so many trembling promises of hope
weaving in and out of our days
while we wander visionless
searching for our passage
through this ruthless maze.
Missing you... your beating heart
my constant
your kiss
your hands still as warm when they touch
yet now you are different
the fragments of you now shuffled
and the pieces of me as well
swirling like shaken oil and water
seeking our old places
but for the ever-moving unfairness
that unsettles the very ground on which we stand
hoping to steady ourselves
both alone
and as one.
Together... once nearly
almost taken for granted
now uncertainty
a clear sky
with which a strong breeze
turns dark
blowing clouds over our souls
then ever so swiftly
sweeping in brightness once more
day in and day out.
My heart... attentive, weary, waiting
desiring an uncomplicated end
a fresh day for us
wondering where will our paths lead...
will they continue trailing intertwined
or part ways
like the sea is forced
to recede from the sandy shore.
3 am...
K.M.Q.F.
10/18/11
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