You Were Meant For Me

Flight #364

I 

I miss you 
my teeth ache 
my bones are confused 
they'd grown so close 
my flesh cries like children 
I speak to them in hush 
it's not fair they say 
bring him back! 
beg him stay! 
it's not up to me. I try to explain 
but mind can't make heart understand 

it does not whimper 

its one lashed eye keeps blinking 
it insists simply with quiet disbelief 

LOVE IS NOT WITHOUT YOU 

II 

I go back today 
back to where I must move from 
my toothbrush no longer welcome 

my clothing canker sores 

my altar a wound 
whose bleeding can only stop 
when there's nothing left 
to remind him of me 

(I don't wanna go)

Poetry From You Were Meant For Me Single,
Copyright Jewel Kilcher and Atlantic Recording Group,
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