Restless Nights

A love so close yet, so far away

Sleepless nights, a wandering pen; clashing of dawn and daylights end.
Swarming thoughts, a weakening mass. Strength is lessened as time is passed.
Pale expression, deserted stare. Feeling plenty yet, with nothing to share.
Listless day, followed by hollow night. A yearning upon my fingertips, with no embrace in sight.
The demand, the hunger, to fill this space with a needing for that safe embrace.
** A cradle that will forever clutch me tight and remove the restlessness from my night.