When I wake alone in the early a.m., do I
think of you? Do I think of the way you
use to kiss me awake? Do I think of
you laughing as I begged for another
five minutes sleep? Every second...of
every morning...I think about you.

As I shower, do I think of you? Do I think
about the way you'd jump in with me-laughing,
throwing your arms around me? I can never
take another shower...without wishing that
could be again. I can not tell you...how much
I have wept...in our shower.

Do I think of you as I dress for work? How could
I not think of your snuggling behind me and
helping me with my tie? How can I not think
of you kissing the back of my neck? So many
times...our getting undressed...and late for
work-again.

Do I think of you on my drive to work? The car
radio-a curse. Hundreds of songs-especially
'our songs' remind me of you.

The food that I eat...the places I go...the people I
see...a million memories-it's you. All of it...you.

I look forward to the night. I look forward to sleep.
In sleep...I meet you in my dreams. I hold you...
kiss you...tell you how much I miss you...love you.

All my tomorrows are the same. Like a blind man,
I stumble through the day...waiting for the night.

The night...belongs to us. Let there be a time
when it is night...forever.





© Joe Fazio

(brief renderings) Joe Fazio

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