Nothing Left Of You Now Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waves of emotion flowing over me incessantly, no reprieve,
nothing but tears of sorrow to glow through my being for-
evermore.

Tender whispering everywhere, but your voice is not audible,
there's nothing left of you now, except in dreams that come
to me in the middle of the night.

With ever-increasing intensity they take me into interior
depths where I cannot control them any longer, once perfect
now they take me into cisterns of grief where I cannot turn
away from any of them, my love for you will not allow me to.