The Last Goodbye

Only the wind...

I lay there in the night,
Waiting-
Wishing-
Wanting him so...

I breathe in his scent.
It surrounds me, filling me, caressing me.
The wind plays with my hair and it is his fingers I feel against my skin.

Deep in the night when I'm all alone-
His presence rescues me from my loneliness.
I dream of him and he takes me to a place beyond the rain.

Sweet ecstasy surrounds me, fills me, caresses me.
His touch brings deepest satisfaction.
I can taste his salt on my tongue and his fingers are in my hair.

Breathing in his scent once more, I wake up to find myself cold.
Deepest agony surrounds me, filling me, tearing me apart.
I am alone, and the wind is in my hair.