The lack of his voice brings moisture to my eyes...
tears of "where are you?"
bringing screams of "I miss you!"
that cross my lips as I whisper into the darkness... "I love you.."
I don't doubt the commitment to our togetherness...
but circumstances have restriceted the ways he can show me...
I feel like we're connected through glass...
like he's locked in an arrangement of familiarity...
awaiting his appeal...
baited breath escapes through my words...
but they're never heard...
he can only see me...
so I just smile...blow a kiss...and pray for freedom...
when the times comes, I will rejoice...
the lack of moisture to my eues...
but they will be tears of joy!
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