Melancholy Aloneness

In the quiet of morning

Intimations of yesterday hover

On the edge of awareness

Colouring everything

Silence is the soothing balm

Jasper and I absorb

Deeply at peace

In our aloneness

Beneath the surface

My heart is sore

With aching for you my love

But this pain

Is so familiar to me

The unfulfilled desire

Perhaps it is

The truth of my life

To be at one with a heart

That encompasses

The endless calmness

Of pregnant possibility

Stretching before me

A heart that is more

At one

Wrapped inside

The bittersweet tenderness

Of this

Melancholy aloneness