And Then You Wanted To Go And Leave Me Here Poem by RIC BASTASA

you come like a shadow creeping beside the twilight of my life
i wake up at dusk and hear the faint sound of hope and there

you are dressed in morning light shining upon the drapes of
my room where the windows are tightly lipped in silence

we talk like the wind getting inside a leak of my wall and we
whisper what we know from the beginning, about love and how

some of it lay broken on the road of mishaps and how some
wounds begin to know how to heal themselves and pretend that

a scar is beautiful and shiny upon a skin that knows how to forget.
i smell the skin of freedom spreading on your bosom and i touch

the scent of your hair and i begin to know what life is all about until
you know the real hour for leaving, the sunset calls you and then you

hear the song of the sea, and then you wear upon your shoulder the
wings of the seagull. You leave me and i am like a window waiting

for the white sail from the ocean its shadow getting smaller from the
horizon. And then the moon rises up with the stars lighting the darkness.