Saudades
Pink, her dressing gown hangs on the bedroom door
But Empty 😦
Like her place by me in our bed on the floor
Is Empty 😦
Her egg cup twins mine at breakfast in morning
So Empty 😦
And I could spend life without her, in mourning
Just Empty 😦
But her voice fills my ears, her vision my mind 🙂
And her picture my eyes, her body my touch 🙂
Her love fills my heart 🙂
I’m full! Saudades