Wet Leaves

The light and the dark
In your eyes, your touch.
Ghost of a touch now.
What once was, is no more.
And the hold on my heart tightens
With a cold grip,
And the ache of emptiness.
Love not lost, just forgotten,
Left out in the backyard
Covered in wet leaves
And broken promises
And lost dreams.

Dreams hatched back,
When I knew your name,
and
I knew your soul.
Where did we loose those reasons to love?
Left out to air,
And forgotten.
Under an empty swing, behind a rock.
Where we tread no more,
Too dark there, too wet,
Too many lost memories and souls.