Tonight I miss you just  
a little - more - than usual.
Dawn breaks.   8am sunrises.   Time slips.  
Gracefully,
I melt like the winter’s snow
under the glowing sun.
Choosing with every passing day
to grow closer to you
to hold only your hand,
to kiss only your lips, and
to touch only your skin
for now and
for as long as time will allow.