Adaptation

Summer Scribbles 2009 #2

Without you, I am a cliche.
I am so adaptable I will forget you
and love another in your place.
I will dream another's future unfolding,
I will dance in another's gentler arms.
Another to touch my face.
Another to evoke my smile.
These hands, this heart, to another
I will reach, I will give away.
Without you I wander and
lose everything. I stare
into empty rooms with closed doors.
I see your eyes sparkle and warm
in the coffee I'm drinking alone.
Another will come after, you can see
as I sit and sigh and pontificate
on loves passed and memories gone.
I am so adaptable, I will take another's hand
and I will always remember to forget you.