New Poem

Ruminations

Hearing thunder and pounding rain
I sit in the dark room
Bourbon in one hand
Cigar in the other
Alone

And I think of what my world
Finally opening up to me
Would be like if
Suddenly you were
Gone

It wouldn’t matter what type of absence
Just that you weren’t there
No more letters
No more calls
Done

The idea of not being able to embrace you
Or you not on my lap in the chair
Or never bringing you coffee
Or not smelling your
Hair

In that dark moment, it’s too much to bear
Because, while there may be others
They are not you, my dear
And while far away, you are always
Near

But the thought is fleeting
And I am never really afraid
In your friendship I am at peace
In your love, I have
Faith


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8-29-09