Poetry

Dreaming of you....

Dreaming of you....

Dreaming of you....
Lost in a trap for time
Longer it lasts
The slower it goes
Dying for the sight of his eyes
Listening for that distinctness of his laugh
Knowing that the faces I see when I search the crowd
Will never be his
Counting the days
And the wakeups
Savoring every moment we had last
Dreaming of the moments we wil have when we meet again at last
counting every email
Remember every phone call
Never thinking of the tears I relieve when I crawl in our bed alone
Not dwelling on the fact his essece is home
But he will not come home tonite
Or the next
Reassuring yourself
And just saying
Soon
I will see him soon

Written By: S. Gingher


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