Alone I stand, stopped for a moment, once again
Triumphant in the knowledge that I stand on my own.
Nothing, but the air I breathe has motion
Stopped, I let out a sigh from deep within.
Hope surrounds me, with the possibility of your presence.
My special thoughts of you, spin around like a carnival carousel
I call out to you, but once again as always, you don’t reply.
Sunset begins to fall, as I watch from my wooden haven
Mountain peeks seeming to gently hold up the setting sun.
As I turn, I see you standing there, staring.
Is it really you, again I begin to wonder,
Or my mind, sending haunting images of you.








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