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Poem: Love Lost
Like an easy chair you felt like home
now when I’m with you, it’s as if I’m all alone.
The warmth and love that we formerly shared,
is replaced by vacancies, if only you still cared.
I feel the barrenness whenever I am near.
A bleeding heart that I can no longer bear.
You are warm and loving to others, I see,
but there appears to be nothing left when it comes to me.
We talk of politics, of work and the day,
unfortunately, it is no longer the talk that I pray.
The silence that hangs like a noose over us,
is part of all of our void and mistrust.
Where do we go when we know where we’ve been?
Should we part company now or would that be a sin?
We’ve lost the beautiful rhythm and dance we did well
the one that melded our bodies together, making our hearts swell.
I have no answer or recipe for success
to lift us out of this unconscionable mess.
The hands of god is where it will lie and in my heart until I die.
Robin Grosswirth, Copyright 2012