.:Absent Like My Heart:.

 

wait on it…don’t speak; don’t  
make a sound.
 
silence.
 
wait until I’m finished or
somewhere near or close to being complete.
 
your retreat; my approach  
this requires.. desires our fullest attention.
 
what I need to mention can only be said as it spills  
this flow from my heart  
lead by my head
 
a force fed
 
this one time
where my severed heart… clearly  
it’s yours…no longer mine.  
 
taken.
 
no, I am not mistaken. my heart’s gotten carried away  
just like the games you’d play.
 
your humor now meaning -less to me.
 
so why could you not see
 
if weren’t for you  
there wouldn’t be my smile ::alone
 
absent  
like my heart.
 
taken.