It's When..........

It’s when I think of you
That the light floods in and the withheld smile so long unseen comes to My face and stars my eyes

It’s when I miss you
That the scream of longing does not shout out
But cries inward and the ache of it becomes my ruin.

It’s when I see you
That the years fall off and the unspoilt innocent love of youth, the love of Boy and girl, so incorruptible,
Enwraps me, heats me and makes me live.

It’s when you leave
That your smell and taste, your lips and eyes and all that you are, lingers for a while.
Then empties from me like wine from glass
And leaves me hollow, wanting, waiting.


M Law 02/08