Picture of Love (Originally Untitled) – Written Monday 16th April 2012

Picture of Love

i have written before –
perhaps too much
about how death,
it draws such a painful picture of love
of loss…
of space…

sometimes i close my eyes
and i can see you there
if i concentrate enough
but it only reminds me
of the loss, of the love

how can she not be here?
those curtains were barely used
how can she not be here?
there was so much ahead
how can she not be here?
how can anyone suddenly be dead…

the loss,
the space
if i concentrate enough
i can see her face
and imagine she is there
but memories flicker
and in reality, there is just thin air


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James Garratt – Monday 16th April 2012