The Book of Love
Part III - To See The Red

the red you see
when you observe it
through the other
clearly..
is not the red
that you already learned
to love and cherish
oh.. so.. dearly.
The One from which
you chose to stray.
and you may search
all through the world
for its replacement..
and yet.. nobody else’s red
looks quite the same.

there is no longer
the familiar ol’ Geist
to rant to..
whose
ramblings to hear
at oddest hours
of the night
and day.
there isn’t someone
who is safe and loving
to return to..
to share a peaceful
presence with..
if only for a moment,
when you may.

your love is gone..
and in their wake
all that remains
is nothing..
except a dull and aching
phantom pain.
and if two lovers
feel this pain of longing
mutually..
then to each other
once again
they find their way.