In Your Glances

Seasons pass with no apology,no pause... thoughts hibernating with whispers so loud words migrating,their drifting so subtle somehow the horizon's stretching my determined focused view the wind's singing so softly now,from my vantage point to you and the clocks are just dragging,all this time away you scream it in your glances,screaming for me to stay jumbled puzzle pieces,that I must find buried memories,haunted pictures...thoughts left behind