Waiting for the Sun

I watched the sunset her eyes filled with tears

the pinks, oranges, crimsons reminded me of her

gentle touch, her bare feet and flowing turquoise

dress, The hills dark, the rest of the sky struggled

to keep it's colour as the light deserted it

She touched my cheek and her eyes asked a question

I couldn't answer - I waited for the moon

to compensate my loss She told me she had to go

it was nothing personal It was something she had to do

I had to let it go I had to appreciate and remember

the joy I'd felt And then it was dark The moon kissed

the stars and I knew this evening would be no more

She got up to go and I caught her hand to remind her

of my pain and quickly let her go again She was free now

and I knew I would be soon I laid my head so gently

on the pillow the warmth of summer still held my senses

The memories of a child playing in the fields and woods,

building dens and my mother smiling I watched her go

out the door She turned in the sunlight Her face dark,

expressionless against her brightness shining through

the doorway I wished I saw she cried Then she was gone

and I felt the blow of emptiness

And only memory could keep me sane now The air was still

and the night silent It was clean It was fresh It was giving

and I needed it's comfort I needed something other than

kindness I had to be strong I had to feel that life was more

than love I heard her car I heard her voice a distant voice

by the sea her head against my chest and then she sighed

and I sighed too in the hot quiet night it echoed round

my room in the darkness in the emptiness I waited for the sun