You

you

all my life
you have
stood
between
me
and my
dreams
obsession
possession
you are
my life’s bane
every time i
see you
seeing me
my heart
screams
the tears
i now weep
for the
tears and
the pain
in the
souls
that I love
when i’m
gone
you’ll
remain
reflecting

James Ford broken mirror

James Ford broken mirror

Little Dog

Little Dog

The little dog is old and grey
From childhood you loved him
and you gave him to me
a lover’s sacrifice
on that far-away day
when you kissed him in playful parting
I held him often
seeking something
anything
of your essence
yet no comforter was he
most pungent
bitter-sweet
memory
The void you left those many years ago remains
derelict somewhere in my soul
He was beautiful bathed in the fragrance of you
Just a tatty old stuffed-toy
that we both loved.