why can't you go there anymore

[Orbie]

Since last time I saw you
Dozens of roses have wilted
Many more miles covered,

Many mirrors have broken
more sunsets gone unnoticed
Become mundane, and used, like throwaways,
Garbage heaps recycled,the smell of damp dark cavern.

It is as though your shadow lingers there,
Fixed now you in a frozen pose, but bravely tip toe
First steps into the unknown,

And the larger heart confused with other beats still,
So that you may not trip, and fall.

But angel, be not yourself forget

[Stuart]

Such a sense of loss you convey.

[Ierrellus]

Good poem, Obe. It speaks to me.

[Arcturus_Descending]

@obe

Since last time I saw you
Dozens of roses have wilted
Many more miles covered,

Many mirrors have broken
more sunsets gone unnoticed
Become mundane, and used, like throwaways,
Garbage heaps recycled,the smell of damp dark cavern.

It is as though your shadow lingers there,
Fixed now you in a frozen pose, but bravely tip toe
First steps into the unknown,

And the larger heart confused with other beats still,
So that you may not trip, and fall.

But angel, be not yourself forget

Hi obe - the title - why can’t you go there anymore - does that refer to yourself or to the other?

but bravely tip toe
First steps into the unknown,

Something about that even more poignant than the rest especially since the “unknown” is left unexplained.