ILLUSIVE

6 A.M.--

four shots of tequila

and nothing

but the sounds

of my cat's purring

and the gnawing

in my heart

for something

I still can not

comprehend,

an illusive pain

that comes and goes

like the moment

between darkness

and sunrise

that bleeds away

into the light.

WITHOUT YOU

It's over.

We've moved on.

Years have passed,

new love was found,

nurtured and shared...

But sometimes

late at night,

I can still feel

the crack in my heart

and the longing