when I'm with you time slips by
all the worries that swim viciously
sink to the depths of my mind.

& when I'm without,
there leaves an awful drought
exposing the terrors on the dry land
valleys of dead thought trout.

I think without reason,
and reason without thought
cannot diminish or swallow
the bitter aching knot.

there's too many clouds in
my already crowded mind
all the hours passing aimlessly
& still I'm pressed for time

without you here
afraid I'm going to suffocate
beneath all my senseless fears.

afraid to lose all & everyone
I hold dear

for I miss the touch that
dams my sticky tears

I miss the soul
that helps mine be clear.