Michigan Stole My Heart

Glass Abyss

The glassy lake reflects

my yearning heart

split open to the burning wind

whipping my hair around my neck

strangling three words

keeping love inside

each pump of blood

creating a necessity

to be where you are

across the water

taking a step in,

a leap toward you,

drags me up

to the heavens

here on Earth

standing near to you

yet so far away

from my heart

now a chasm

in place of a home

that your laughter filled

each "good morning"

every "good night"

now whispered through tears

across the mirror

of Lake Michigan.