The Angst of Separation


I woke from a slumber that seemed to be a hundred years or more,

As I looked across the landscape I wondered what else was in store,

I walked the desert sand as heat waves created mirages unfit to drink,

Heat of day penetrated my soul so deeply I found no way to think,

 

As I stumbled across barren soil made mostly of sand and dry dust,

I saw an angel in the distance that begged me on across earth’s crust,

So shapely of form ”twas the angel” yet my crusted eyes barely saw,

Soon I had to crawl as I was weakened of thirst and my throat was raw,

 

As I laid in heat I dreamed of the angel and realized she was of you,

I awoke to find raindrops falling to form small puddles of rain and dew,

I sipped of many puddles until I had my fill of the miracle of desert rain,

When deep in the water’s reflection I saw a man aged and filled of pain,

 

He sat alone in a place that seemed to overflow of a memory once held,

Staring at empty squares of the spaces where photographs once dwelled,

Clean spaces on an aged wall awaiting Kilz to overcoat a good time past,

That thought saddened my heart to think of how quickly a lifetime is cast,

 

When within my mind I felt a tug that summoned my heart to a place,

My speeding heart announced your image as it does upon seeing your face,

Am I in deep reflection or is a reflection from the deep all that I can find,

Have I passed through the ages or have I wondered to you from the blind,

 

I feel the angst of separation I once knew from a time that seems long ago,

As I depart the chains of loneliness fear creates sensations I use to know,

Will time be of such quantity that I might fulfill dreams now that I’m near you,

As I ponder and stare in absence of strain I’m unsure now what I should do,

 

Suddenly I see elephants that seemed to wave goodbye with their trunk,

A trumpeted sound from deep inside those beasts made me feel drunk,

What does it mean I wondered to my now intoxicated state of mind,

Startled at such a sight I awoke to find slumber had created the find,

 

“Are you okay?” delivered me unto you with a startle I cannot describe,

How often have I dreamed of you and awoke with words I had to scribe,

My recently repaired heart was pounding hard against my breast plate,

The sound of your voice has ignited love’s desire into a powerful state,

 

The beauty of your eyes in morning light ignites more within than just lust,

Childlike wonderment fills my heart as my aura is suddenly forward thrust,

I feel the essence of who I am engulf you as we truly meld momentarily,

Awake, once again I’ve escaped being the missing photo no one can see.

The end.  For Patti by Pat. I love you baby.  May 9, 2017