I Think of You

In the still of the night
When the moon rides high in the heavens
And the cicadas sing their song
When time seems to be suspended
It is then that I think of you
Of the time when you were mine
And the emptiness in my heart
Is as vast as the galaxies
And as neverending
Yet only in the darkness
Do I allow myself to remember
Allow myself to feel
For the night is a balm to my soul
It wraps around my heart
Like a velvet glove
And filters the pain
Which with the coming light of day
Grows too much to bear
So, I will bury it deep
Until night falls again
And then, once more
Will I think of you

Terri Lyn Stanfield


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