Claudia Moscovici

The painful poignancy of desire

Without you

The coldness of your voice
Meets the stinging heat of my body
Your words march with a calm stacatto
While I roll in pain, flinging about my limbs
Motionlessly, quietly, you say goodbye
And the click of the phone
Feels like the pain of a bullet
That sears through me
With echoes and reverberations
Time after time after time
When I relive the pain of separation
Open-eyed, in the nightmares
I can’t even manage to dream
In the dark reality I’m too blind to see
When each one of our memories
Passes me by ironically
Flashing moments of happiness
That I know I’ll never relive
As I count each second filled
With the emptiness of a life
Lived without you.