A/N: Inspired by PenguinAttack's Remember when you loved me. This poem is not addressed to her.
leave me neath the broken awning
as I watch the berries dry.
leave me dozy, sleepy, yawning,
leave me with a tired sigh.
leave me neath the weeping willows
as they trail their branches slow.
leave me with a mound of pillows
while the light is waning low.
touch the clutch of folded letters:
ink-trailed tears from black-dipped pen.
by your words I seem a debtor:
write to stars and back again.
kiss the stamp my sister leant you,
as you send it on its way.
if you lost it, then you'll stay true
to your silence every day.
do you remember when you loved me?
mem'ry is a summer night.
think of sirens by the black sea:
whispered secrets stole your sight.
now your blind, uncaring glances
leave me empty to the bone.
guess I'll simply take my chances
walking rivers on my own.
if you leave me neath the awning,
as I watch those berries dry,
if you leave me sleepy, yawning,
don't forget to say goodbye.