Mar. 30, 2016

Distant by Christine Swiderski



I reach for you

As through a fog

Even as you turn over

I know you are somewhere

in your heart and soul

The mist of our love

from yesterday still lingers

Casablanca comes to mind

saying goodbye

While yearning to say hello

Chill creeps into my being

knowing what we let slip by

through the depths

this fog lingers in our hearts

our minds still has not grasped

what we have lost