The Time Alone

Sometimes reflecting on being alone the thoughts just don't slip away...

Seems staring angrily at four walls does little

Its effects reaching deep to loneliness

Creating a passion for love everlasting

Holding on to fragments of time spent

Reflecting on moments that seem instantaneously gone

Yet waiting for the next embrace and longing for romance

It comes and my heart races and it flies away

I am left with only the time alone...