WITH YOUR GHOST TONIGHT

I wake....it's 2:30am...I can never sleep....this ache keeps waking me...deep in my soul where my heart use to beat. I stare out the window my eyelids are heavy against the shadows of moonlight...I hear more than I see....the night noises...crickets and the wind...restless through the leaves....I search the night sky....constellations...searching for sighs of God...wondering if I'm heard. And the tears quietly start...and the dark clouds stretch in. I try to remember what it felt like to rest in your gaze...what the sound of your voice was like and kind touch of your skin....the deep calm in your stare. 

Was it just a cruel dream? I fear....it must have been...