Rapture

As Rapture recedes into dreaming
and breathing slows
       I
        now  alone in the darkness
feel content

for now to long for

memories

flooding in
   and out
With each beat of my heart

Standing vulnerable and determined
in the
Halcyon glow of a parking lot

This image
this heavenly phantom
haunts and binds me

to the reality

of losing you
but gaining clear
remembrance of

happy days in the setting sun

never been loved like that

never will again