The sleepless nights are lengthy
Without you here beside me.
My half-filled bed seems empty
Without you here close by me.

The summer days seem cooler
Without you here to warm me
And my colours all seem paler
Without you here to gild me.

The days seem all so hollow
Without you here to hold me
My moments fill with sorrow
Without you here to hug me.

The nights alone are quiet
Without you here to thrill me
My heart craves for your sight
Without you here to touch me.

The paintings have no meaning
Without you here to show me
My poems lose their feeling
Without you here to fill me.

I have no dreams to follow
Without you here to guide me
And I’ve no need for the ‘morrow
Without you near, to love me.