Haunting Memory

The silence is deafening, and profound
Her absence makes the night feel so cold
The air escaped his lungs now he drowns
In the depths of hope taking a toll

He prays amidst the ruins and ashes
Yearning for that burning eternal flame
Like impressions of lightning and flashes
Breathing gently while whispering her name

Somewhere in there he finds comfort and solace
In the fantasy of her touch and caress
The shape of her lips that appear so flawless
Like a dream made to imprint and impress

Now the haunting memory of their last embrace
Plagues him with exasperation which takes a hold
The quiet anticipation lives in his headspace
Because he gave her his heart, but she stole his soul