The Silhouette
by Debra Hoffmann-Brown
I wake and wipe the sleep from my eyes.
Through blurred vision I see your silhouette
Standing in the open balcony doorway,
Soft tufts of hair bouncing in the breeze.
Morning sunlight
Touches just the outline
Of your naked form,
Casting larger than life shadows
On the bedroom floor.
I stretch and rise
Sitting tall in my bed,
Feeling the gentle morning breeze caress my face
While songbirds sing their morning serenade.
Your scent intoxicates my senses,
Sending my soul reeling with desire.
I need you to hold me close.
How can I go on without
Feeling the tender caress
Of your gentle hands upon my body
Just one last time?
I long to hear your voice,
calling out my name
As you wrap me in your arms
Close to the beating of your heart.
I step from my bed
Turning to face the world,
Anticipating the delight
Of another glimpse of you.
But the doorway stands vacant,
Curtains blowing soft and free in the breeze.
My heart feels empty,
Lonliness fills my soul.
Anger rises deep within me
At God's hand of death,
For stealing you away
In such untimely fashion.
Tricking me with these shadows,
These illusions of you...
Only to cast them away
Without warning,
Leaving me to hold only memories
Gathered long before we were forced to part,
Lost forever
...except within my heart.
Submitted: July 14th, 2003
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