...and an alto sax

...and an alto sax
bemoans my loss.
Each note reverberates
with the pain I suffer
since you left.

The melody rises and falls
much like the aching sobs
that rip from my throat
in my sleepless nights.

The deep voice of its music
strokes a hole in my chest
as each note wails its presence.
It soothes me into a fitful

slumber where you are still
a part of my "we."
I wake with tears only to find
my bed empty again.