Missing You

I have no quarrel with my four walls We get along just fine When it rains or when busy night falls I see in it some design A sort of second skin, an exoskeleton Secreted by my culture Upon my form. I have no external situation It is the inner creature That languishes as if imprisoned by all That read the notes: missing you And suddenly seem not such a solid wall For he is missing you too. 2 My heart throbs upon a lonely wave Incline to break upon the shore Swash all wrapped in markless grave Sand smooth and showing nothing more Intermitttant the sighs will come Nibbling at the last stack of pride Granite in its pain lack that numb You get when love's detached inside Onward through time the coastline creeps Up the hills where memory sleeps. 3 Evening calls me now Away from rowdy class and books Come beneath the bough Commune with self as nigh falls And shadows fled life footfalls Nothing here but stars Flowers blooming in the sky Or perhaps the scars Where lonely hearts come to die Less you come and dry this eye. Too, too long alone Stripped by bitter years of grief Stars becoming stone Barren rocks without relief The pall of a wounded leaf