Echoes Whistling In Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Echoes whistling in this mind, telling of the loneliness
that's spreading within my being, so totally lost, alone,
bereft, not knowing any longer where I belong.

Left with the taste of your kisses, touch of your hand,
lying in imagination that once was my truth and reality,
solemn, grieving, nothing mattering to me any more.

Echoes continuing to whistle into the darkness of my being,
depths of my heart, feeling the dissolution now that you're
no longer here with me.

Crying, tears choking, strangling, no longer able to breathe
again, head falling back upon the pillow, passion and desires
fading into the night for the last time as I expire.