Since You'Ve Been Gone

Since you’ve been gone I’ve seen your face a thousand times a day. As vivid as the brightest star set in a sky so dark…. as a solitaire in jet. Since you’ve been gone I’ve heard your voice a thousand times a day. As sweet as any lark could sing Clearer than the Inchcape bell proclaiming her presence across the mist draped rocks. Since you’ve been gone I’ve felt your touch a thousand times a day. As gentle as the slightest breeze As passionate as the deepest rose, blood red. Before you were gone My soul was touched but once. That once that lasts a lifetime and beyond. Outstripping even time itself.