The morning comes creeping slowly. As i, am left with the feel of your lips against mine, fading slowly to a soft memory.
Warm sheets become cold as I roll to be near you, but your no longer there. Toss and turn as my heart starts I yearn. I would beg of you.
Please stay here and near my dear… Please don’t go… I know not for how long the world may keep you or if I will see you again soon.
Will it be moments that pass by like cars on a busy road or will it be forevers that trickle by slowly like a creek that’s now lonely.
Drained of its waters and life line it slowly trickles, reaching for all it can. It knows not the end nor does it know to fear.
But unlike that creek… I know the fear, I know the troubles, for I am just a man. Humble my heart, courages my love and for you my lover…
I shall never be weak.