I woke up today and I thought of you.
The sheets were cold and the sky was full of snow.
I dressed but I could not find my left shoe.
If you were here it would not be lost now.
Memories of slow dancing by the lake
Feel fleeting like the sleet I see outside.
I try to hold onto them but the wake
Of the slow boat of Time seems to divide
You from I. Me from We. Myself alone,
Shuffling in a small circle of distress,
Dancing a solo waltz as the cold dawn
Shudders the marrow from my bones. No less
Than a flake on my nose snaps me awake.
You are gone forever – my love. My ache.