Cold Ashes

You thought you left me behind

languishing in the dust…

then the air began to clear;

so, I rose above the unsettled place

where you once occupied a little space.

The smell of smoke still lingers

long after a fire has gone out…

cold ashes bearing mute testimony;

the truth will live longer than any lie

and unrequited love often refuses to die.

You mean nothing to me now

and even less than that…

my memory lengthens like the dusk;

I have no need to know what I’ve seen

or who I’ve loved and where I’ve been.

~~~

Website: https://author-blog.org/  

Twitter: https://twitter.com/JohnRCPotter

Instagram: jp_ist