Everything’s gone.
Everything’s gone tender,
gone soft,
gone - between a breath and a sigh,
gone down the dawning distance between My Love and I
Everything went.
Everything went with her,
went with her falling tear,
went with the sound of her unseen footsteps,
a l’Est de St. Lazare.
Everything’s gone…
Everything went …
So why am I still here?
Tony Jolley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/everything-s-gone/
