If I was a love poet my words would embrace every reader’s soul filling their minds with grace If I was a love poet my words would flutter making your heart stop and start like a stutter If I was a love poet my words would serenade in a pleasurable duet and a…

I sit amongst my memories lost within the echoes of my grief filled mist replaying our final days like a song without its melody, out of tune and erratic I wallow in time spent living in disbelief recalling how I watched the blankness take hold and sweep over your dwindling personality…