LEAVING (for Paula)
I left today
or did I?
I kept telling myself
that I was going home
so I could be alone
to savor those moments
that silence conjures up
and darkness feeds.
Yes I was alone
and apart.
I left apart of me back there—
The love part.
I left it on the steps
of that abandoned hotel
where you and I sat and
talked with the wind and sea.
I left it in your bedroom
where I could hold you
and dream
of never waking up
in a place
where we dream
so often.
