I wrote this today. IT is currently untitled but I hpe you like it. Please be free to be honest.
A silent gaze perpetuated by time and stage
A comforting note written on a neatly crushed page
These things remind me of your grace
These things instill in me a mere resemblance of your face
Now so far removed
I sit in trance trying to set a mood
One which lights the air and sing in my ear your song of praise
High above any other your existence is raised and dreams of you splatter back on my face
To ignite in me a fight to be free from this shell that stifles me
And so I run to you
You who shows me a world of truth
A sea of patience with the waves of delight
A somber moment in the lingering twilight
I look forward to the day when I might, at last lie with you under star light.