Monday, December 29, 2008


Joys abound
My heart still misses a beat
Cheeks burn still
And I smile unknowingly
When I talk about you
Four years and four months
A long journey
Spent lovelorn mostly
Without you
I wish the time to fly away
With you
I count the tranquil hours
That would be gone soon
Days of solitary existence
And the desire of conjugal bliss
One place where we meet often
Is in our dreams.