Melancholy Cloaks my Breast

A peaceful melancholy cloaks my breast where I once held you near.

Your absence is illusion, but I lean into the longing

for it is the aftertaste that comes from drinking of your nectar.

I seek again your sweetness so I return into my heart,

and there, in the dark, I find you awaiting my return.

Artist: Melissa Reed-Eckert