Wasting my days away
as I try not to think about
innumerable restless nights
and the love I live without.
Late at night your shadow
creeps into my lonely dream.
Beneath the threshold of consciousness,
my emotions become extreme.
As thoughts of you emerge,
I long for your embrace.
Forsaken tears remain
frozen upon my face.
Craving the tender touch
of forgotten fingertips;
pining for kisses of warmth
to soothe my lovelorn lips.
I'm sensing you--feeling you--
in reflections I vastly cherish.
Under slumber's surveillance,
these illusions will not perish.
Breaking the silence of night,
I'm begging for your presence;
reaching to feel your form,
instead I grope your absence.
Rousing to reality
in a solitary atmosphere,
I wish to escape darkness,
but my hands are tied by fear.
Lying awake, I ask myself,
why wait for love to renew?
My heart has survived this long,
perhaps I can live without you.
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