Fading Shades Poem by April Humason

I'm on the back burner, fading grey,
Your coldness is the price I pay,
Leaving me in limbo, day by day,
Longing for you, but you won't stay.

I needed you here, at my doorway,
But you couldn't find your way,
Decaying from heartache's display,
Time's lacking in this one-way.

You're the hunter, and I'm your prey,
In your presence, I humbly obey,
Even when there's no horseplay,
Dreaming of you, come what may.

Yet limbo is where I tend to stay,
Till you return and we can play,
Your touch, the colors that allay,
Bringing warmth to my yesterday,
With your love, we'll paint a brighter array.