What did you do to me? I never knew
My mind could be so wholly occupied,
But all my thoughts are memories of you,
Or dreams of what shall be. I have not cried
A single outward tear: the pain within,
The loneliness, are too entwined with all
The love, there also waiting, to begin
A separate life of grieving me. I fall
Asleep at night enchanted by the smiles
You gave me once to keep, the only part
Of you that I can reach across the miles,
Recapture, and hold safely in my heart.
I need them now, if ever I did then,
To cherish 'til you hold me once again.
September 14, 1986