Through a cloud off in the distance
She is as unreachable to me
As my longing is
In the absence
And I watch the mechanics work
On the machines of time
So I’ve come to understand
The only way to communicate this longing to her
Is through these lines
And sometimes these tasteless little fantasies
Are all I have left to get me by
I know that you’re gone
And I even know why
But that doesn’t help me convince my heart
To stop wishing you were here
To stop longing to hold you near
But there will come a time
Through the bend and the bold
Through the lines of my face
As I’ve gotten old
And even as I look forward to the day
I know I’m not ready yet
And so she and then
Get held at bay
We all hold on to places of the past
We all forget in the moments present
That they were never meant to last
We watched the world fight
And like wild beasts, we mirrored it
And although we reconciled it
The so many times
We never truly overcame it
I promise you
With liar’s lips
That the next chance we get
I’ll not forget this
Because you are my image of hope
In a world that so often proves hopeless
ⓒ 2011 Shawn Michael Quinn
ⓒ 2011 Shawn Michael Quinn
