Losing Their Love Poem by Timothy Weiermann

Watching the clouds
Drifting, careless
Watching the clouds
Shifting, loveless

Flexible freedom, no longer tightly bound
Higher life, never lost but never quite found

Without a purpose
Living loveless
Without a purpose
Living lifeless

Missing stability, hardly supporting myself
Yearning for a love, but unable where I dwell

Watching the moon
Fixed, pulsing
Watching the moon
Immobile, loving

Unable to feel the light caress
Unable to embrace all but death’s kiss

Eternal darkness
Forever and dark
Eternal darkness
Impending, and hard

Watching their lives
Slowly fade to nothing
Watching their loves
Slowly grow to everything

Flexible freedom, no longer tightly bound
Higher life, never lost but never quite found

Watching the clouds
Drifting, careless
Watching the clouds
Shifting loveless