Do you know when I think of you
dream of you in early morning's light
kiss you goodnight and share a breath
when no one else can know?
Do you know when I question
the distance between you and I
search for you within my mind
and hope to find you there?
Do you know that I hear
every letter read in your voicey
our smile, your eyes, your laughing retort
as if you and I were here?
I miss you, baby.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
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