Missing You

Through deepest depths of dark black voids
Across vast distance reaches of universal space
Untouched by times limitations and constraints
There is a gentle unseen hand
That holds together this broken and bleeding heart.

Through my tortured tormented sobbing mind
That screams in agonising never ending pain
Gripped by grief's ever tightening hold
Brought upon loves gentle wind
Comes the sound of lovers voice

Through this sad God forsaken soul
Lost in mortals needs deep ingrained
Without life's most treasured purpose
I feel loves breath blow gentle breeze
Lover's sweet fragrant scent

Through these moments of deep despair
When I feel my deepest sense of loss
Alone trapped in an unwanted world
Unseen you stand so very close to me
Giving life a reason and a reason to be.

Poetry by English poet David King