A River of Tears
Your out of my reach,
But not out of my heart,
You will return, this I know,
Yet I cry as though you will not.
How I long for your touch,
For Your smile,
The way your eyes light up,
So I cry as though it'll never be again.
Hazy misty images float,
Kneeling at your feet,
Cleaning your home,
A soft tender caress against my check,
Crying my mind ask was this real?
Fingers outstretched grasping,
Finding only air,
Flesh aching, needing,
Yet I cry from loneliness.