Sunday, June 29, 2008
all alone
I lay on my bed, You are no longer there and yet I feel you so near. Somehow it just seems so unfair. My body trembles just to imagine your touch, the way you used to stare when you wanted me so much and I hear your voice, sweetly saying my name, like a chant, like a prayer, I have looked out my window many nights and seen only white, white and the darkness of a cold winter's night, Now I look out and see luscious greens trees that dance to a sea inspired wind that makes the flowers sway and...
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