Wave

Life took you from me

On a wave

That crested and broke

With an almighty power

Churning up the dark ground

Of intercellular space

And so it is that my head burns

As my heart breaks

Which is a real feeling

For those who are reeling

Inside the wild ocean of loss

If the heart is the muscle that pumps the lymph

Exerting a tidal pull

In spasms and heaves and jerks

That expresses the devastation

Of a tearing upon the soul

As a body or a hope or a promise of love

Is taken from us

Then the heart is not just an organ

It seems to me

It is in its entirely

The deepest truest part

Of our soul