Love

invades my sanity 
a pestilence, 
void from warmth 
or slightest touch 
of grace 
the embers of tenderness 
that use to fold me 
in succinct bliss 
I stand here 
defeated, empty 
like a flurry 
of yesterdays, haunting me, 
quivering with thoughts 
of what could have been 
sometimes, I envision 
the promises of spring 
or the delicate, windswept feet 
of autumn 
with 
coated tumbleweeds 
glittering, upon the arc 
of dawn 
but ,this storm 
is unrelenting 
unforgiving, heartless 
like you….

Arctic bitterness….