A longing to smell you and have you here
and never once has this one thing been so clear.
I thought I was dreaming when you left.
and thinking of the alone to now be slept.
Grasping my pillow in an utter longing
a new day has come to dawning.
The past is just a second away.
so don’t sit around and waste the day.

12/02/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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