Missing
Like a lost love I miss you, mistress.
Grateful eternally for your priceless gifts.
I've been aimlessly traversing these lonely mists
Without the contentment of your bliss.
Like a mourned memory I miss you, lover,
Time is now a cancer between each other,
Metal strung lengthy and distance the strummer,
Singing of love with which was smothered.
Like a relinquished habit I miss you, treasure.
Where you've eclipsed there's an absence of weather,
Stretched out days where once was leisure,
Yearning for your blanket of familiar pleasure.
Like Winter's sun I miss your name,
Cloud-stained sky points to me for blame,
Kneeling beneath, outside in the rain,
Drenched, waiting to see you again.
Grateful eternally for your priceless gifts.
I've been aimlessly traversing these lonely mists
Without the contentment of your bliss.
Like a mourned memory I miss you, lover,
Time is now a cancer between each other,
Metal strung lengthy and distance the strummer,
Singing of love with which was smothered.
Like a relinquished habit I miss you, treasure.
Where you've eclipsed there's an absence of weather,
Stretched out days where once was leisure,
Yearning for your blanket of familiar pleasure.
Like Winter's sun I miss your name,
Cloud-stained sky points to me for blame,
Kneeling beneath, outside in the rain,
Drenched, waiting to see you again.