away

away

In my head is a room designed by you.
Fierce love is the floor.
The room is not empty.
But you are away
breaking trail on a beeline forward.

In my heart is a room designed by you.
Memory is the ceiling.
Daydreams steer the enduring walls.
I trust that the room won’t ever go missing.
Goodbye deeply never happens.

Anne La Berge 2008