soul drops . . . scraping soft against the marrow of my being.
like licking sunshine off the surface of the moon . . .
A thousand times
Tears shed for you.
Heart surrenders
Each thought of you
Sleepless in the stars
For wanting you
To touch you
In your soul
Hope for tomorrow
That will never be
Memory of the past
Is all I feel
Too many turns of life
Sitting soundless
In idle musing
Silently cherished
Dreams of you
Pierce my soul
Each word sings
A soft reflection
Of sorrow shattered
Upon a mirror
Snowbound
Beneath the moon.
