Shattered

Memories of you are falling tonight.

Dripping and melting like icicles..

We sit at the opposite corners

Of the world a millenium apart.

The space you made when you left

Is still wide open and the cold gets in.

I pretend the smell of your hair

Is morning fresh on my pillow.

And your side of the bed is warm

And comforting as it was when

You  left early for work.

Somewhere else in my dreams

I see the firelight an empty

Bottle of wine and you.

Now and then I sit by

the winter window.

And swirl thoughts of us

In my breath that catches

on the pane.

Outside I see snowflakes

floatIng in silence

like frozen tears.

I have not the heart left  to fix the

wrinkles you left in my life

Since since most of it

went with you when you left.

Now when my fingertips softly

touch the the crystal vase

That was once us

I wonder if they will be cut

By the thousands

of shards of glass

Left when we

shattered on the floor.