I miss you my Dear...I miss you like the sun misses the moon. I cry out for you in the middle of the night like the howling wolf to the moon so bright. I hear your voice like sweet whispers in the wind...passing me gently as you touch my skin. I miss you my Dear, thinking of you now I shed a tear...one of several to come for the fear...the fear that you may no longer be here.
The Shai Wolf
· Thu Oct 25, 2012 @ 01:07am · 0 Comments