Poem: Morning Glory

What sweet nothings that fell from your lips as the sun kissed the morning shores. Empty promises that fell into the watery depths that spewed from the tongue of the one who claimed to be bound to a soul reflection. The love now turned bitter upon the heart and thoughts no more linger within the mind. Found then lost, a love divine. Choosing everything but what matters most, a connection lost in the smoke. The embers smoldered from a burning passion into the grit of ashes in the wind. What more did you seek? What price was never heavy enough? In another’s arms you claim this day; brushing away our memory like soot on your boot, perhaps our path was never meant to twine. Although our love was like aged wine. Here the early sun rays still splay across the pillow you once warmed that has barely cooled. You broke not my heart for perhaps this was predicted in the stars of who we are; but you dismissed every claim and played it as a game until you grew bored. So the whispers fell silent to my ears and your touch lingers no more across the chills that raced over my skin. Although now the distance between us can never be far enough.