You
left me
long ago,
kissed me goodbye
with your long absence.
I never forget you.
You did not know what to say,
but your silence said it clearly.
When the sea rose in my eyes, you drowned,
destroying all the bridges to my past.

Then, fell the night like a bottle of ink,
writing on the shore of my body,
staining the sheets with suppleness.
I dreamed that you would return.
My heart swings with the tide;
but you are no more,
slumbering deep
in the grave
of my
eyes.

Linda Marie Van Tassell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-grave-of-my-eyes/