…of a Lady

These empty arms
raised in surrender
by the bleak realization
of sadness
of the departure
of a lady.

These feet
tried to stand defiant
of the mocking
of the words
of a lady.

These tears
struggled to erase
the hurt
of breaking
of my heart
of a lady.

This man…
This man aches
to forget
the pain
of a memory
of a love
of a lady.