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It
has been years since I felt you
Your
enchanting warmth and grace
My
dependence is now known
From
the worry on my face.
I
have thought of you still
All
of the places we’ve gone
The
vividness of the words
Spoken
dusk until dawn.
My
behaviors have changed,
Rage
is consuming
Throw
my sword in the fire
And
it’s my pen that is fuming.
At
last I found you,
How
it is all coming back
The
love and the feelings
My
soul seems to lack.
You
were here all along
Just
tucked away tight
There
is true meaning to
Out
of mind out of sight.
Therapeutic
ways
Have
a way of coming home.
Living
deep inside of me
In
the words of a lost poem.
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