Thursday, January 30, 2014

Missing you

I lay and wonder,
What are you up to? What are you wearing?
What do your beautiful eyes see?
I lay and think,
I want to observe you, learn you,
And have plain but precious memories of you.
In simplicity I find your beauty,
The way you look at me, ask me a question,
You hold my hand.
I love our great defining moments, 
But I love more what makes you, you.
Tonight, I lay and miss you.
Tomorrow... I will be with you.