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