Realization

Realization



Standing by the window
I gaze into the light.
My mind drifts back in time
to the softness of the night.

The fabric that caresses me
reminds me of his hands.
As I undo each clasp
I yield to memory's demands.

My fingers stoke the silken skin,
I feel the glowing heat.
The tautness of my breast
brings back memories so sweet.

His gentle mouth, his touch,
each brought their own sensation,
and as I stand here, lost in thought,
I feel anticipation.

Then moving shadows on the wall
bring back reality.
What we had is gone
and I'm consumed by misery.

A single tear escapes
as the loneliness increases.
I feel my heart ache once again
as it breaks into pieces.

Standing by the window
I gaze into the light.
My mind cannot escape
the blackness of the night.

An entry for Round 21 "Invalid Item" 
Prompt: "Pieces of Me"

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Ken