Relics Of Our Love

The relics of our love

are scattered around

here I’m sentimental

in the love we found.

***

Clothes they have an

air of perfume yours

is so familiar I would

hold for tears a cure.

***

Years have gone slow

with pain ruminating

in my bones and soul

while contemplating.

***

Is this real that I feel

stone cold blocks are

capsulating my skin I

strum your old guitar.

***

Notes I can not make

without your voice to

carry along a melody

or sing a soft led tune.

***

I try and remember a

way we felt so alive try

I have so romantically

understood your side.

***

Let me repeat it back

what I have concluded,

a whisper in your ear;

your vicinity intruded.

***

Never did I see the light

in the simplest of things.

Now we have been apart

I see majesty you bring.

***

Break the all consuming

mold old ways we knew

so we can enlighten each

other in our music’s muse.

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