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Monday, February 1, 2016

missing you

the night is long, sleep a callous foe
days come and they go
seems my heart and my breath
now partake but without care

use to hear the songs of birds
in my morning wakening
and watch the sun rays pierce
through finger tips of trees

let the breezes kiss my cheek
the grasses tickle between my toes
pigeons, squirrels eat from my hand
mariposas on my shoulders land

love once did take my hand
and like frivolity in story books 
romance spieled from lovers mouths  
and i'd walk in air and in the clouds

so now that you have gone
i wish for light of day to hurry by
that maybe i luck to sleep and
steal a dream of when your head
would lay gently upon my heart