you cross my mind and stop my tracks
momentarily I’m trapped
my only ability, it seems
is let go, fall into the dream

standing in the hallway frozen
passersby barley even glance
I stand motionless, my feet stuck
feeling a slight sway, almost drunk

eyes glaze and memories take charge
mere minutes have passed since last touch
it may as well be a lifetime
since last I held your hands in mine

radio crackle brings me back
my surroundings come into view
forced to be present in my life
when I want to be with my wife

**** it up, Sam, this is your lot
the little voice inside me says
each eight hours you are apart
gives you the time to rest your heart

absence they say makes for fondness
too much of good things can be bad
I risk being so totally sappy…..
she is the only thing makes me happy