Emotional Storm

Raining. Streaming.
Lazy summer days slipping through my hands.
Precious life tingling through my
veins then draining from the emptiness.
Cold drink resting in your hand
with sunglasses falling down your nose.
Tanned skin and flashing grin.
It’s gone.

Burning. Kissing.
Passion leading me down the broken road.
Trees lying on the ground.
Thorns pricking my fingers. Bleeding rose.
Time ticking with every breath I take.
With every breath you lost.
Wheat colored hair.
It’s gone.

Scratching. Crying.
Drowning from the loneliness. Holding my breath.
Slipping beneath crashing
waves of deception.
Emotional pattern changing.
Mountains restricting my view
of the angel made land of hidden valley.
Love missing.
It’s gone.

Bitter. Delicious.
Tasting the ocean salt as the waves rise and fall.
Sun setting upon the beach
splashing colors on the turquoise water.
Sighing relief. The remnants of
the hurricane of loss winding down.
You’re not here anymore.
You’re gone.