Pain like a sunrise

Greets me every morning

I wake without you

By my side

 

Your smell still locked

Into the warmth of the bed

Anchors me to its depths

Drowning

 

The kisses of yesterday

Like bruised fruit

Bittersweet upon my neck

That once lingered now start to fade

 

As the morning sorrows

Sweetening song

Contained in the mouth of a bird

Ascends and falls unheard;

 

Didn’t you know that Man’s deadest hour

Is when Nature is most alive?

 

The Red morning sky

Reveals the shepherd’s warning:

Think more with your heart

And less with the mind

Else lovers fall away; stray and blind