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By Oft felt Date: 2002 Apr 14 Comment on this Work [[2002.04.14.13.40.1475]] |
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across more than the miles between i call to my missing half by far the more of me and i the lesser be without her to calm my nights as is supposed for without her by my side her warmth in the night slight serrations of breath to calm me to my sleep too much is missing and i feel darkness encroaching upon my sanity i find it cold empty i tell her i miss her should be that easy miss her like i would my heart t'were it not to beat any more an i think the blessing that would be for this within my chest not to beat an with each beat her name be spoken spoken... spoken... |