Here's a little poem I wrote.
So enjoy another of my works.
That Which I Long For
The moon,
pure,
unchanging.
I sit watching,
from my window,
wondering.
I sit,
thinking of you,
wondering.
Even as the moon draws it's last breaths,
for the night,
I still sit thinking of you,
In the early morning twilight,
wondering.
And I sit from my chair,
watching the sun set,
thinking of you,
and wondering.
Even in this last bits of day,
I think of you,
always.
So I watch the moons,
come and go.
So I watch the suns,
come and go.
Thinking of you,
the one that consumed my life,
the one that gave meaning to my life.
So I sit,
waiting for you,
to come by.
And in that moment,
the moment that you are with me,
I feel complete,
and the suns and moons don't matter any more.
For you are what I longed for,
for all this time.
