Parting

When it's time to go,
melancholy sets in,
a clenching fist in her chest.

Maybe he feels it too,
but they get busy
getting dressed 
sorting things out,
picking up stuff,
putting out the rubbish
and the pain gets numbed for a while, 
until he locks the door
and off they go
down the stairs.

But on the way down
she always poses
as the parting pain 
is gripping her again,
so she in turn grabs him
and kisses him 
long and hard
there
on the stair landing.

He kisses her
long and hard too
murmuring
'mmmmmmmm'',
as they both comfort each other
with their goodbye kiss.

She tries to concentrate 
on the beauty of the days 
they 've just spent, 
concentrate on the comfort
of the moments they've shared
but the pain is still there.

It's parting time, baby
but my heart never parts with yours.....