Haunted

It's very very late and your memory has awaken me once again
on the bed where we once lay, on the pillows that cradled our heads
enveloped by the linens and blankets that trapped our body heat
I lie painfully aware that you ...are not here

How long does love stay physically and emotionally alive?
Can it be willed to remain or does love posses a living spirit!
I am haunted by what was and what can no longer be
My body craves the return of sensations that once were abundant

playfully and with much energy, we explored every slope, every valley
not a detail was left untouched or unattended
my small hands inside yours, your body draped over mine, our breath mingled
we shared an extraordinary connection that no one has ever given me before

late...so late here in my tiny tower above the river Trinity...I reminisce
I'm forced to feel again what was...what could have been...what is no more
sad and joyful thoughts push through me without mercy...
with such incredible reality ...that I lie awake
contemplating....agonizing...analzing...the residuals..(leftovers of a love affair)


Fate is so cruel to send such perfection then snatched it away just as quickly
like echoes in a large canyon, I relive the moments we shared over and over again
your touch left a memory on my body that will not dissipate,... does not fade
but instead lingers..haunts me...taunts me...late ..late at night

Some say to move on, you're clinging to something that could not be...it's not healthy to encourage this kind of obsession
they... he reminds me that 10,000 miles separate our physical beings
he says to be content and treasure what karma has given
but I.... I lie awake haunted

the Queen longs to sleep now...