The passing of days collects my thoughts.
Brings about stillness
Slumber
Satisfaction.
Still I think of you.

Meandering through the life I have,
The life I live,
Purposeful at times
Sinfully silly at others,
Spins me around and
Still I think of you.

Wondering, wandering, whole and alone
Many moments mirrored in myself
And still I think of you.

January 2012