On the edge of the world

Love was, but couldn't be

Too deep? Maybe...

So many goodbye's said

Yet here I am 

Grounded in feelings insurmountable

So many branches on the tree of life

Falling, crashing to the ground

No one cares

I stand on the banks of the river

Looking at the other side

It seems as far away as the edge of the earth

A Utopia of my mind's doing

Forward thinking has gone

The past a constant beckoning

Haunted by dancing eyes
 Meatballs in sockets

Once alive with love...

Now cold

Every hair, every freckle, every laugh line

Ever new, ever endearing, ever nurtured

My dreams no longer offer warmth

Tedium is assured on pillows wet

And I accept...not without question

The loss of my sensibility

Hope came in the friendship of a sparrow

Perched on the balcony without concern

Not frightened...just content with my care.