Decay of Love

Your essence lingers in my mind  
You curl it up and puff it into plumes  
I never wrote about you when I was present  
I guess I had nothing to even say like empty rooms  
 
Your deep-set eyes captivated me in their cerulean haze  
Intoxication of your hills of veins  
Hands that made me melt as you enfolded me  
The grazes, the chills, it all remains  
 
Perhaps life was writing it out for me  
As I never wrote about you  
I still ponder about our walks beneath the trees  
I cherished the moments, not the debris  
 
It's discrete and surreal  
There's nothing, no thought that could be rearranged  
Just empty rooms of scattered thoughts  
Clammy walls and growing moss  
 
Blooming of unwanted anticipation  
No start or end of this duration  
It eats me alive  
Wish I could unplug; external drive  
 
Record player and dusty vinyl  
Replaying songs that have no final  
In knowing every lyric and every verse  
But stuck in a blooming melody with no revival  
 
I'm the same as I've always been  
Late nights, sorrow highs, and no gin  
I don't drink but with restless nights I haven't blinked  
Staring into space with no trace  
To weave any lace of my thoughts I'd consume and embrace  
 
I miss it when you asked me about anything  
But it's all over now, an endless burying  
Oh good times, bad times, Zeppelin said it best  
I have another song, can I make a request?  
 
But it's nearly 2 am  
Of rambles and thoughts  
Of old poetry and unknown faults  
I stare to escape  
Again trying to gather my thoughts to reshape the drapes that hang in a weeping cape  
 
I don't know if this will end  
But you're in my mind as an extended friend  
You know me, I know you  
Your veiny hands and cerulean view  
 
No recollection of your scent  
Stone heart trapped underneath the pavement  
Missing the days when I was your supplement  
Yearning for your drowsy fragrant  
 
Memories frays  
Love decays  
Your essence wanders within a haze  
Touches fade no mark of crossways  
Isolated, untouched like dull Mondays'  
 
I'll cling to distant memories  
Recollecting my thoughts and self like scattered accessories  
They're safe away in a box that I hold close like precious treasuries  
Day after day, with no contact feels like centuries  
 
Blind goodbyes  
Inhaling a pause mid-high  
Exhale sighs  
Of love memory's detoxify