Saturday, November 1, 2014

november pad 2014 1

singularly thinking
about what we do
to-gether

nightly dreaming
about the days we share
as one

sad for the
misses

glad for the
kisses

but sometimes
the miles
are a buffer

much needed

while i figure out
how
to get away

from the hell
i live in
day to day

(pause)





No comments:

Post a Comment