"Losses...."


	Time and sleep have a way...
		of dulling the sharp edges of pain,
	So it no longer reaches out
		to stab at each dark corner

	Time and sleep have a way...
		of making sorrow abate,
	So it no longer conjures tears
		at unexpected times

	Yes, time and sleep have a way
		of letting the heart forget
	But oh, the price we must pay
		for that numbing relief

	I no longer remember,
		the feel of your arms embrace
	Or your lips, or our bodies entwined.
		At times I find I've
	even forgotten your face.

				L. Lanala


Back to Poetry Page - 
Back to ET's Main Page