Early morning hours, midnights and the hours before dawn,
Seem to go pretty well with the thought of you, on my mind,
I'm thinking about you

As you would describe me,
Attached, lost and confused
There's never been an end to it, so I gave in,
Stopped fighting you

And when I read that tarot, it said you are coming back
It always does, but this time I have hope it's true

Is it true,
You are coming?

You departed this world,
But were forever in my heart,
Memories of you,
The treasures I cherished until the end of time.

Could you hear me?
When I wept,
I whispered your name on your birthday,
As I played our favorite song,
Curled up on the carpet.

Could you feel my agony?
When I touched your face in our photos,
Or my tears that stained your favorite pillow,
My feet were in your soft pink slippers,
Could you feel my frozen toes?
You used to call them my ten piggies,

So that a mighty god from your bosom
Might be dislodged
You forget yourself
In the echoes
Through the walls at night
Houses breathe here
Like their inhabitants
Uneasy and for blissful seconds
Sometimes not at all
Did you hear me when I whispered
You wouldn't be looking for me
If you hadn't found me
a devil disheveled
a worm unearthed
At odds with
Everything he's not
This is what ache looks like
For a home you can never have
Like love you will know

Oh! Let me touch that marble flesh
Luminescent in soft summer's light,
My fingers reach, caress the face
That once did launch a thousand ships.

I cannot breathe,
I gasp for air
As cat like eyes on mine affix;
In eons past men died for this
In times not come they will again.