• Kissing away the night
    And pulling close the day.
    I think of what the morning brings
    And what it will say.

    Caressing for ones heart
    And treating it so kind.
    I loathe for it to be yours,
    But I think you might be blind.

    I'm here screaming out your name
    Crying out in the darkness.
    Wanting to be in your arms again,
    But you yet share your closeness.

    I see your face,
    I hear your voice.
    All is gone now,
    Except for my thoughts of you...