This Return

This return felt empty
 
I endured your absence
when I stepped off the plane,
lengthy arms no longer there
to coil me
 
The desert felt blacker
desolate
I couldn’t see
the landscape’s curves
through the veil of night
despite straining
 
You are nothing more
than recollected memories
that refuse to quietly fade
 
You are everywhere I turn
and nowhere at all