Heart whispers

Wednesday, September 22, 2010
so far apart
we are it seems
though i always
think of us together
deceiver love
has always been
yet its absence
immensely bothers
i miss
when it used to hurt
it hurts
when i miss it still
tempest in my heart
upraises as land 
from river to the hill
hunting by the sense of smell
when i wander behind the mist
my heart whispers .......