longing

the rays of the sun,
beckon the arrival of a new day,
as the mist dissapears,
form the hills,
the clouds of the day gone by
disperse....
revealing the azure blue of the sky,
feet tread upon
the fallen leaves of yesterday
and the melancholy wind begins to blow
my mind wanders
from one idle thought to another
as this sordid day unfolds
and yet....
all my dreams are about her
all i think is her
all i feel is her
alas....
she is so near
yet so far....
another listless day passes
the dust of the day gone
begins to settle,
and it begins to rain..
washing away the dirt
from the leaves
trodden by multitudes of feet....
the rain,
splashes against
my parched face...
soothing my soul,
as she would do
were she here
alas
she is not....
even so
all my dreams are of her
all my dreams are her
all i am,
all i want,
is her...
but,
she is so near...
yet so far...
the night envelops me...
and the rain stops..
revealing the pale moonshine..
drops of water,
cling to the leaves
shimering like brilliant diamonds
all is still, all is quite,
the lanes are deserted
and i wonder alone...
will she always remain a dream
or is she real,
perhaps i'm being naive
maybe i want too much
and deserve very little
even so,
everything i see
reminds me of her,
all i want from life is her...
i can never be complete
without her....
alas,
she is so near
yet so far....