From Here On Poem by Jonathan Ingold

Your absence will go through me
like each person a change.
The love that was shared between
us, is not there

The similarities gone, out
the window like a cigarette
Our passion has disapeared
like a magician and his demostration

Forever to be lingering
in space
like the stars and the planets.
No longer do we have eachother
to hold and to have but now
after a day of
thought it is
over the pain
and suffering of loss
is locked away
like the
secrets of Pandora's box
no never be
unveiled
to never be brought back never to
enter the mind
of the weak.

I have it
all, everything that
one could ask
and like the symbol
of recycling
our love will be shared
continuously..