Time prowls
But the thought of you bangs in my head
Tugs at me and keeps me awake
Your scent, proximity and compassionate touch
Is printed deep within me
Leaves me no peace
I wish that I could understand
My thoughts
Fall to peace
Find my wits
Put down my shoes
Nestle, close up to you
Cuddle, hold and caress
Gentle, tender, loving
But all I have is my pillow
My unrest and salty tears
The reminiscence of you
Makes me to a jerk
