GONE by Leanne Neill

GONE

© Leanne Neill

You’re gone;

I feel it,

I sense it.

Vacated

your presence,

extracted

yourself.

Weary am I,

exhausted

from the chase.

Still,

a corner of my heart,

engraved forever

with your name.

From this,

You

can never

withdraw;

I

cannot

release.

Leanne Neill is a company director, domestic goddess, mother of three, and a self-confessed composer of words.  She has twenty-three years of experience in public libraries and local government. In May 2016, she started her poetry inspired Facebook page: LUST for WORDS. She lives in Melbourne, Australia