I miss his sunshine,
that summer gaze,
that left me in a constant haze.
I love him so dearly.
now.
and always.

I want to sit and talk,
about the glimmer of the stars,
And the tiny red mars.
But he’s as far away,
As every star ray.

He reminds me of snow.
So beautiful,
But so cold.

But after all,
Every winter needs a spring.
And every fall a winter.

So let us sway with the trees,
bloom with the flowers.
And forget the senseless hours.

Let your dreams run wild
with your eyes shut,
and a heart open wide
full of pride and nothing to hide.

S..S