Alone is so loud when your lover leaves.
The distant tick of the clock is fainter.
Silence crashes in from every corner.
The scent of you that enticingly lingers.
Fighting my senses for the passion of color.
To recreate the reality of your sweetness.
The air you breathed stays motionless.
Suspended in time awaiting your return.
To excitingly explode stirring again.
As a summer storm brings the feeling of new life.
The fresh sweet fragrant rain stained air.
Awakening such pleasurable passions.
Erupting such sensual eroticism.
Of spring blossoms bursting with beauty.
Oh curse this silent emptiness left here.
As the warmth of cooling embers lie on my heart.
Swift and safe return to ignite my fires.
Releasing the Phoenix to rise over us.
Sometimes lonlines seems even louder. As a sentence broken by punctuation marks.