clouds came down
and kissed the harbor
as I sat disconsolate
at our special spot
as the thunder grew
I looked around,
missing You
Your shadow
will be forever
in my glance,
even days like today,
when the rain
hides my tears
and the sounds
of the storm
muffle my sobbing,
so no one's the wiser,
so no one's the wiser.
April 3, 2010, for the Wifey.
Copyright © 2010, Ricky A. Pursley. All rights reserved.
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