But not a teardrop nor
A waterfall
Can subdue the burn my heart feels
As it misses your breath, your touch, your smile.

And not a teardrop nor
The whole words in this universe
Will remove the agony of the thoughts of feeling you
Spinning restlessly in my poor mind!!

It aches to miss you, my love!
It aches to have the thought!
It aches to even think of ache itselfﾅ

A choice holds us prisoners,
And I wait on eternity,
And dream upon the stars,
That when the choice is made,
We both find what our hearts desire
For they have stopped beating,
Our thoughts, in confusion.

Patience, my love!
We shall find the beat someday,
It will clear up someday!

(December 27, 2011)
E.