As I Was Missing You Poem by Robert Combs

last night watching the Pleiades
Seven Sisters dance among the stars
breath hanging in the moonlight
I noticed Orion's bow let fly
an arrow to open a lock in my soul
same biting memory
crawling from the darkness

I tend to keep things hidden
packed up deep inside
like in a trunk in the attic
or basement

where I keep my failures
I unrolled my hopeful bedroll
beneath those same clairvoyant stars
and in a dream
you appeared
Venus and Mars
pointless wars of the heart
it was almost dawn and
I have never seen them so close

you said that December
when you left me standing
with my own tall dry misconceptions
again someday maybe
after that I saw you
in the distance we put between us
you seemed happy

now so much time gone
I have always known
where you were
could I have come to you
hoping to win your love back

I didn't
I was caught up in living
watching you
reading about you
hearing about you
from friends who meant well enough
but couldn't see inside the trunk
in the attic or the basement
painful questions left unchallenged

only in a dream like this welcome dawn
does the grave open and
the awed chromatic purity
of our young love
return to my mind
to my flesh

we had what all the others
wanted and envied
I remember sleeping together on a sand bar
a blanket of stars for cover
we were the youngest of lovers
that big warm sleepy-eyed bed

we left it all behind
pointless wars of the heart
Venus and Mars so close together
in ancient dreams I feel
as though I've lived so many lives
without you I may never know
was I a fool
or have I simply done what
Karma demands