It's just poetry, it won't bite


12.18.14 Posted in today's words by

Jeanette Cheezum’s most recent poem to appear here was After the Epitaph (November 2014).

By Jeanette Cheezum

Love surrounded us in this room.
You changed my future and kept me
from being lonely.

With each heartbeat, it seemed as though
time had stood still. I can’t leave this house;
you are in ever inch.

Last night I felt the mattress dip down,
I raised the blanket as your shadow fell
across the bed.
Sadly, your side remained cold.

Still, I want to breathe your air,
feel your warmth; if only,
for one more night.

Don’t taunt me.
I have to face the fact,
you are no longer here.


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