Sunrise glows fire
on the wall
bleeding into dreams
less forsaken
than his heart
he stirs- -stretches- –
groans at the start
of another day- -empty
void of her smile- –
touch as tender
as any unconditional love
could be- -wildflower hair,
sun-kissed skin, soft
eyes devouring his soul,
cotton candy in his mouth- –
her lips tempting, he savored- –
etching indelibly in his memory

A tear catching sun sparks
on his face lures his mind- –
reeling- -alone- -lonely, his body aches
back on the bed her ghost
bleeds into dreams
less forsaken than his heart.

Copyright 2010, by Suzie Ashby.