Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Sliced Time

Each night as the dark clouds
of sleep overtake me
you are my last thought
of the day...
Each morning
when a new day greets me again
you are the first thought
I begin each day with...
I relive each moment
of our times together,
though very few...
I cannot sit still too long
at any one time
for then thoughts of you
take over my consciousness
and I miss you so
it's as though part of me
is gone...