The Shrine Of The Heart

Sunday, April 10, 2005

Parting

It is never easy to be away from the ones you love.

To be absent when they need you the most...when they are feeling small,lonely or bitter...when darkness closes around them like a curtain...When they need someone to listen to them and tell them things are going to be alright...when the coldness of the world around them freezes their hearts...when they are even lonelier than the Lonestar in the Texan Desert sky...when they are at the Nadir of their existence...

It is not a good feeling.

How I wish i could always be there for you.

When the nights are cold i will hold you close.

When the vultures bear down upon us i will offer myself.

When you are tired i will bear your load...i will carry you over the turbulent waters...I will be a strong oak tree you can hold on to.

You are my Princess...as you have always been since you came into my life.

How i wish i could overcome this distance...and be right by your side when you whisper my name...i want to be in every breath that comes from your lips...

I want you to think of me everytime the raindrops fall....

I want you to think of me at first light every day...

When you smell the freshly-brewed coffee every morning,think of me...
and think of the times you smelled the same thing when your boy was with you...hmmm...if only i could make coffee for you every single morning.

Think of me if you smell a Rose garden...

Think of me when the thrush serenades the Park in the evening...

Think of me when you watch the playing children...for when i am with you i am but a little child...

Think of me when you see the creamy moon peering out of its cloudy veil in the night sky...for this is the moon i will be seeing wherever i am...

when you touch a newborn rabbit,think of me...for in your presence,i too can be soft and yielding...

and if you should dance with a dark and handsome stranger...you will feel me beside you...
For then you shall hear my breaking heart and my mournful love cry...

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