I put my loneliness aside.
I don't remember where I left it.
Like a red car in a parking lot,
I didn't think that I could ever lose it.
Flying home alone,
My skin still burning from your touch,
Loneliness was the coffee they served cold,
The elixir that filled my soul with emptiness.
Now my loneliness is gone,
Disappeared without a trace.
Without you, time has muted my desires,
Buried my loneliness in an unmarked place.
July 25, 2017