Melancholy Poem by Katrina Harms

Feeling you, through the glass
Near and yet untouchable
I dreamt of warmth,
of a love unmoving
Your words gave me hope
for surety, contentment, that
this life's hours were not, perhaps, a waste.

But
this despondence has shown
no sign of parting
It wakes me, clawing and gnawing
to the bone.
Serenity was mine,
elusive- deceptive
Could not that glorious hand
which woke my soul so deeply,
Tear this sadness from
my heart?