You

You.
Were the only one
And, my dear, my darling, it has undone me.
Heart source flames outward, seeking, finding
None.
The rock to my lizard, the lizard to my rock.
We skittered across the skillet’s heat
The crushing delicious, searing, now
Gone.
They say caliche crumbles (bone crumbles)
To gravel, to dust.
Sifting shards through fingers through
days years ages
Searching, lingering, forever
Lost.