Without You Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

It has been
six days
since I have seen her.

In all that time
she left me
totally totally alone.

Not a word
not a call
not a touch
not a sight of her.


How does she go
and leave me so
easily like this?

How is it that she
does not need to see
me by tormented day?

How is it that she
does not need to sleep
beside me during
long lonely nights?


Her naked body
under the sheets
cannot hold me
at a distance.

Her skin
cannot feel
the healing massage
of my caring hand.

Nor can
an empty bed
hold reassuring comfort
of her touch.


Nights
I lay awake
at nights
without you.

Nights
are lonely
and long
without you.

Life
is an empty night
alone wasted
without you.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock