coming from corn

when the day is long
with the night coming fast.
the missing you blues amplify
stars twinkling,
glow radiating...
the moon's beams shine upon the lake,
as I let my mind sway of what memories make.
the dreams weaving in my head.
my heart so happy yet heavy
just as I start to find a tear ....
one lone blonde hair has attached itself upon my sleeve.
and I breath, I believe and yet feel a little relieved.

I love you....
missing you is like holding a snowflake in the palm of my hand
watching her as the crystals mutate...dripping through my finger tips.