Life isn't Life

Will you know the soul

that was cleaved from yours

by the sound of a voice?

By the words

as they are spoken?

By the look in their eyes?

Will you know

that soul

at all?

Or will they brush past you

escaping

into eternity?

Every day that passes

Lonely

without you

is one day closer

to being together

again.

Riotous colors

intoxicating scents

layers of flavor and meaning;

life isn't life

without the richness of things

or you.






Originally published September 24, 2010