Wispy Love~

Whispers of you and I

Echo in each pulse beat 

that brings life to my body.





So much Love.


Each remembrance 

leads me into one room, then another.

Each room crafted in the beauty of who we were,

When you and I were a we.

Shadowed corners that taunt me

With your gone-ness.

Your missing-ness.

My emptiness.

How is it possible that I have created a life for myself

Without you?

In rooms that are mine only now.

Your presence only a desire 

that shimmers in the spaces

down the never ending hallways.

My Love...

My Love...

My heart beats your name.

I miss you.


My dearest Love...

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  • Vartan Agnerian
    commented 2019-10-19 19:31:48 -0700
    Just a few simple words ’ yet put together they transform into such a bouquet of profound’ deep rooted sad emotions and fragile feelings that only a fellow widow can relate and express’ " gone-ness – missing-ness – emptiness – " – and when the whispers of the reminders and memories everywhere emphasize that once upon a time " When you and I were a WE " . . .
  • Cathy
    commented 2019-10-12 07:28:21 -0700
    “How is it possible that I have created a life for myself Without you?”

    I wonder about this every day. It’s not the life I ever anticipated. Still find it hard to believe that he’s gone. The loneliness is always there. Missing what was and what was to be…
  • Don Yacona
    commented 2019-10-09 11:22:51 -0700
    beautifully written