I did not get to say goodbye…
Forgiveness for a broken promise seeks,
Prostrate upon the floor,
A soul in mourning, tearing down the light.
I don’t know how to grieve,
How to forget to run into your arms,
To hold you close, your every trouble steal –
To long for your embrace cannot unlearn.
I have no tears to give.
An empty place had seared through my lungs,
For when I close my eyes I see you still
Perched at the lilac gate, awaiting my return.
I did not get to say goodbye.
The morning dew lay salty on my cheeks…
It was a dream, no more.
Veiled black, I pass my days in wakeful plight.
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vic briggs 