THE OTHER PILLOW
~By Neo Blaqness
Tonight
I shared my bed
with the other pillow
where she
once rested her head
where our eyes
would slowly meet
and our lips
would gently greet
before drifting
off to sleep
knowing that
my eyes would open
moments before
hers had awoken
just to see
the peace
of our love
upon her resting face
Now on
what used to be
her side
only a pillow resides
and yet my memory
of love fills
the empty space
In dreams
I reach for her
to hold
awakened by the cold
reality
that nothing is there
Yet as I turn away
my heart still hopeful
that someday
the other pillow
will offer up
its space to share