Wednesday, February 26, 2014

A Moment Wasted

It is cold in your warmth
All alone
In the middle of the night
Laying beside you
I lie awake waiting
For you to notice.
I dance at the thought
Of you, surrendering your love
Putting down your gloves
Knowing
Tender is my touch
Sincere is my heart
Blessed is my soul.
Wishing you knew
From the start
All these moments
Lost at the part.