WALLS

Seems love can't hold this faded
room
Whose walls appear to know all
truths
It mourns you love
Just as
I do
The cover fades now,
Faded blue

No movement in the curtains
there,
So still they be in lifeless air
Most sad of all...
These pillows... bare,
No shadow print or rogue stray
hair

Seems love can only mourne and
pray
Close shut a door and stay away
But I...too filled with death's grey
wit
Find every day
I come 
To sit

M P 17/1/22