Standing on field, looking into the sun,
Til my eyes burn and tears stream down my face.
I hear you whisper in the singing of the birds.
But they don´t even notice me.

My thoughts are rumbling like a river ,
Flowing into a deep lake of words.
But just a fraction vapours to reach your clouds.
So I´m not sure you are aware of my longing.

I see your silhouette in the blue flowers on a grey day,
That are dancing through the rainstorm in the mountain.
So I don´t dare get close,
because you could fade away.
Close my eyes and hold on to that picture of you.

My thoughts are rumbling like a river,
Flowing into a deep lake of words.
But just a fraction vapours to reach your clouds.
So I´m not sure you are aware of my longing.

No photograph could capture your presence.
Your essence is ephemeral, yes ever so fleeting.
In my mind you are eternal, nobody could take you from me.
Still, I miss you, so I sit here to feel closer to you.

My thoughts are rumbling like a river,
Flowing into a deep lake of words.
But just a fraction vapours to reach your clouds.
So I´m not sure you are aware of my longing.
© bladetotheeye