Your vacancy sustains me, absence
accentuates my best attributes as i
spill the last drops of ink in a poem
The moon reflects a bright visage of
your memory this cold night.
My soul extricates from restricting
bars as i sail the dauntless waves
and leave the dismal shore.
The final vapor leaves my vents
ushering in moments of clarity and
Your memory is now as evanescent
as a whiff of fragrant perfume.
I view life with exuberance through
a new pair of lenses.
My mind conveys lost memories
with a brazen chord filled with
Regret plagiarizes my emotions
with constant blame- letting tears
sting like bitter-sweet vinegar.
Brief was our time, yet the
journey reached far.
Breaking the strings of the past;
i move forward with giant strides-
each step weighing a little less.
Erasing imprints of your hands on
me, i remove tattoos of our love
with poetic therapy treatment,
stow copies of our anthology at
the bottom of the archives section
and resume painting the abandoned
dream sequence with new flames
healing my embittered heart.
I take baby steps- letting go of
what might have been and start
again on a clean slate, re-creating
new memories on a plain canvas.