how very much
I am
missing you
my mercurial other
you are
my every thought
you are
my ethereal lover
my mind cannot
quite reach you
I keep trying
you aren't there
I long for your touch
but I cannot feel
you beneath my fingers
or my lips
and my heart
is hollow
with grief
my eyes are swollen
from the crying
over a lover who is not
over a love that is
false
you are an illusion
that I fixate upon
but
why fill my mind
with distractions
that wound
why fill my heart
with false attraction
so that I become
by the day
more alone
with deeper wounds
empty dreams
still forsaken
unfulfilled
in dreamland
marooned
