you of little faith
in love that was
in kiss that separates
day and night
in silent phone
waking me up
in the middle
of the night

     after all this time

     I still eagerly check

     for messages

     as if any of them

     might have come from you

     while your photograph

     smiles at me

     with forlorn look

you of little faith
in love that was

     the vast half
     of my double bed
     the space
     where the mattress
     still cuddles your body
     beside me

me of little faith
in love that won't come back
that never left me
after all this time

copyright Nikki Darman 29.07-23.10/2012
[C.D.]