The Chill Poem by ANNE P LadeeAnne MURRAY

The Chill



I feel a chill in your kiss...
like the cold, February wind that rushes through my veins
Oh, how I long for the soft tenderness of your caress
which has now become strangely vacant
Your warm embrace seems to have lost its fire
and you no longer stroke my face while I sleep


Suddenly...
The warmth is gone from your touch
I swallow the pain down inside
not wanting to notice our bridge may be burning
Why can't you just say it-instead of pulling away?
Do the risks seem too high to take a chance?


The painful words in my soul bring tears to my eyes
We used to find love in quiet, hidden places
You without pity - I without shame

Who has taken my place...
Entered my space?

How could I have known you'd tire of me so
Will you no longer stand by my side?
Together...
we could make things right
But...
your silence is so deafening


Raindrops pour their waters
washing away my hopes, singing a melancholy song
of lost hope-of disappearing dreams
I lift my face to the darkened sky
feeling the rain slide down my cheeks
Staring into emptiness...
as my heart cries out in silent pain
blinding me from the light


I feel so lost without you
But then I realize...
You never really found me


Now my heart says...
Where do I go from here
Oh God...
Tell me - where do I go from here?

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