For Christopher,

When the silence is fulfilled,

I feel the greatest weight-

Why can I not in stillness be?

What is it that I fear inside

Of myself, unaccompanied?

I feel alone in this collective.

I know not what it is I long for

Therefore, what is the remedy?

Until the time arrives that you return

my Love, I am nothing

but incomplete.

You are the purest poetry

I have ever known.

Not a thing falls into harmony

Until you are home

With me.


-Jesse Haydn

Published by Jesse Haydn Poetry

The written word is life. I am the proverbial poet-at-heart.

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