Gone Poem by david e golledge

When I’m gone I’ll think of you.

On the opposite side of
the hour you’re living
I’ll ache with the sweetness
your memory is bringing.

When the moon descends
in the skies you survey
I’m your eyes as the sun
creates your day.


When I’m gone I’ll think of you.

Like the falling drops in the
rain you walk in
I’ll explode on impact
with your gentle skin.

In the solitude of twilight
my heart will believe,
no space between us,
I’m gone but won’t really leave.