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
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