~~~ Yesterday ~~~

A piece of your soul, lost,
Left floating in front of a painting,
Where love was gained,
Then altogether, misplaced.

A lonely thread creeping
Up your sleeve of lost certainty,
Wandering blissfully
All-over the atmosphere.
Waiting to sew your torn overcoat,
Asking: Where has truth gone?

A kiss without the warmth.
A touch sans electricity.
A meal, un-salty
And never again, delicious.

A joyous desert never reaching
The sweet home of your palate.

Left on the spoon, the bitter after-taste
Of what we all like to call,
“YESTERDAY…”