Without You Poem by Owain Glyn

I remember, when we met
Where and how.
I remember, my levitation
When you said yes
To my fumbled invitation.

I remember, walking with you
Your hand held tightly, in mine.
Warmth spreading through me,
Leaking through my smile,
To rest on your perfection.

I remember, silly jokes.
And impossible,
Was not a word to us.
We, who built snowmen in July,
And sunbathed in December.

I remember, that wondrous day
We first made love.
Inexpertly, but urgently.
Rushing blood and eager hands,
Transporting us to magic lands.

I remember, the day you said goodbye.
Stomach knotted, still besotted,
Heart just screaming, Why? ?
You walked away, that silent day,
And left me there to cry.

Of course, I built another life,
Consigned the magic to the ground.
But knowing, all along
That I would never, really be alive,
Without You.
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