Wednesday, April 30, 2014

30 - unexpected cold

does
the unexpected cold
know 
how alone it makes 
me feel?

does
the inescapable chill
know 
how much it makes
me ache?

i look out
to the east
whispering your name
like a promise
from my lips

hugging 
the memory of
what you were
to my heart

willing your
presence to me

i know you're busy
with your life
for this season

i know i'm busy
with my struggle
for a reason

but i can't help
longing for the sight
of you

i can't help
wishing for a night 
with you

i look out 
to the east
whispering your name

and the sun rises again

(soon)




1 comment:

  1. Distillation. Love at a distance.
    Compellingly rendered.

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