Eyes

Heard, but not seen,
My words stretching like,
“Good morning, love,
How’d you sleep?”
Questions,
Asked but not answered,
Our love lay dead,
Doorknobs and dustpans,
Ashes to ashes,
Life, not lived yet,
Livable,
Side by side,
In hushed hallways,
Always, hotter than the summer sun,
Yet,
A heart cold as ice,
“Too nice,”
I reached out,
“I love you.”

Heard but,
Eyes, shut,
Opaque.

via Daily Prompt: Opaque

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