creviced heart
June 2022
a disappearing man, fainter by the day...
i am slowly becoming acquainted with this ‘no-other' life
residing in the cold, dark shadows of love
lost.
enduringly strange
hovering
bemoaning a comparably bereft co-existence with a begrudging tenuous acceptance.
takes all my strength to resist the fraying of my own edges.
grateful for the small shared joys that remain
offerings
a modicum of fluctuating peace.
of one thing i am clear...
although yearning for that buoyant, adoring, playful shared oneness, revelled in for near on three decades,
i no longer seek it out.
resolved to sit quietly, hold my own hand, and maybe
a little later, a year or two, maybe more,
embracing my aloneness...
only then will I fling open the window and fill the sky with the heralding beat of my loving, creviced heart.