Sometimes
when the night is clear
and a million stars stipple the sky
I can hear your voice
whispering silently
like the wind
softly blowing, a breeze of emotion
that only you could do
when the sun is at dawn
and the clouds are a bluish orange
I can see your face
silently beautiful
in the purity of a memory
that only you could do
when I am alone
and I realize I am now on my own
I stare into the nothingness
feeling the emptiness
silently missing my love
that only could be you