The Haunting Of Love

Is it really ever over?

This suspension of love

packing up
moving on

no longer the recipient
of the warmth

or the canvas of desire

once favored,
but now dismissed

and reminded at strange times
of comforts missed

even in slumber
there is no escape
and you remember
vividly
how those passions burned

a dream can place you
right back in that feeling
before it was gone

even though the traces
of its power,
play out in memory
like an old, familiar song