What Ended The Day Poem by Paul Warren

What ended the day
A whisper, a touch or a look away
And I see you leave with the look
A piece of my heart is what you took

Through glistening eyes a blur
As my stomach is bound in such a stir
I am left to my imagining
A soul no longer caring or singing

Will I awake from this nightmare
And show the world that I don't care
Or crumble with my head in my hands
With a longing for a love lost that I don't understand.

© Paul Warren Poetry