Alone.
the moonlight drips onto the water-
the leaky faucet of the night.
It disturbs my sleep-
My right to dream
Not as an annoyance, but a gift-
I get lost in the beauty of it all.
Or is it the thought, of someone to share it with?
Someone to hold, as the darkness softly breathes memories of life and love
Into your ear, right into your soul.
The cold wind gives reason to forget-
Raging through you to filter out heart.
I cling tightly to her memory, but my empty arms quiver, holding onto the thin nite air.
The lonely moon begs me to stay.
And I know the feeling. Nite after nite gazing into the stars.
The beauty falls onto my face, Drop by drop.
Burning so bright, even the thought makes me cry.
I remember every smile, every kiss
I\'ve longed to bring back- holding her hand
on nights like this
my emotion comes to a hault as the wind helps me remember.
She\'s gone and
Ive missed her longer than forever-
Tears roll down my cheek, like moonlight, to the water.
The moonset brings warmth to the core.
