Time Clicks as I await
The hour ends before my take
Sitting, thinking, waiting; my mind escapes
The day grows old as night passes
Wolves crying, coyotes howling;anticipating
Watching, staring, seeing -- nothing
Silence begins the day as morning comes without notice
Tears begin to fall, slowly
The day moves on without hope
Wishing to be what is not to be
The sun moves to its peak
without a whisper or retreat
Time moving, but still empty
Stomach aching, curling
Still waiting
In case you wanna know,my dream was that i got to hold you,& you didn't let go.
