Obsession

The touch the feel the taste of you lingers on my soul. You quietly touch the corner of my eye; clouding my perceptions with your constant presence. I no longer view life with my natural sight; every vision is tainted by your flavor washing over me. I gained of myself in your echo; Yet now I am clouded cloaked in an unknowing. Will I lose the layer of love that we uncovered together? Will the lack of you reduce me to less than what I was before we met? I now move toward the shadowed spaces of the forest, Unknowing Unprepared Can I let go of you, and still retain the me I found within your eyes? Can the seeds we planted, blossom in an arid heart? Will the loss of you, be the deepening of me? Can I imbue this newly created void through my life's movements; unfolding the pages of my destiny?