An Ode To Longing

The plague that haunts me lately.

You haunt my dreams

In beautiful choreography, nights spent together,

Arm in arm with none another care...

The nightmare begins when I stir myself awake

And stumble harshly upon the fact that I lie alone.

Even now...

The palpitations, the forced passages of my discolored blood,

Bring me down to a level I haven't known since you last cured them for me.

Do you call upon the birds?

Harbingers of the morning, a steady reminder that the night is over

Only lodged for the summer, unsatisfied with the company

Singing only how nature conducts

How molecules aligned themselves in perfect fashion

Suites of red to bring out a smile,

Leagues of black to shroud you...

Even now...

I found myself returning every thought to you.

Author's Note

Please tell me what you think. I am very distraught by this subject as of late, and it shows...