Poem: The Leaving.

Leaving, we kiss & say goodbye.

Our cheeks they touch,

The sparkle in your eye I love so much.

Gone.

Gone again.

Gone the days of simple fun,

The moments of laughter, talking, one on one.

Now your perfumed scent,

The warmth meant meaning of this love.

The love we know is right & strong.

Or is it right & still is wrong?

Gone

Gone again

Gone alone we ask & find a lonely answer in the pain.

Why, a question?

My cheeks now dry.

To wait, until again we touch & laugh & sigh.

Wonder in our thoughts,

The memories of a ribbon in your hair,

How I stumbled on the stair.

Gone

Gone again

Gone as if in air, I ask again is this really fair?

The glance thrown across your shoulder, blade.

The stance, hips twisted tight upon steel stilettos.

The attitude, flux exhaling in warm summer air.

Leaving, we kiss & say goodbye.

Our cheeks they touch,

The sparkle you leave in me,

I love so much.

Liam 2014