Just another Sunday, Just another week.
Missing from within, It is your smile I seek.
Living life, slowing down the hectic pace.
When all I need, is to gently touch your face.
Spring is here, with accumulating blue skies.
With it comes an emptiness, for I'll tell no lies.
I'm missing inspiration, within your original mind.
Tis only within, the full spectrum of colours can I find.
Separated within time, I can no longer reach your lips.
Nor can I stroke your eyes, with these finger tips.
Remembering your fragrance, my heart does sing.
Come safely home, a westerly wind under your wing.
I'll be patient knowing, tis here where you belong.
You can be assured, these feelings remain strong.
Put simply, "I Love You" for my heart is lost.
Tis the value of this life, never the cost.