Love is a losing game -
long overdue and cannot remain.
Just  another opportunity for pain,
Streams of tears will not hold back the lack of you, this searing moment

Passes the signs only the silent
the beloved knows:
it is only love that  
binds our two souls now,
You never forget the truly beloved.

He's still here in his potting  shed:  in tools and potions, powders;
dad you will not see this season's tomatoes in the greenhouse.

This was his house and all the possessions of a lifetime now derelict: I notice  the shadow of an old nail, driven into the wall decades ago.
Now you must rest dearly
As your heart demands:

Heaven and earth will disappear
Before we two see each other again.
I've followed you my whole lifetime   
lazy step, by lazy step, 
faher and son
in a sweet relationship.

Lights follow you into my life again
You exist like the sun and the moon, spread over each day so many times.
And always at night.

Because my writing 
is a pale shadow of all 
that I owe to you. 
It was your whole life you shared with me.
You were always busy, industrious, 
maybe it took your mind off your cruel beginnings.