You come ~ You go ~ You come again...and again

Sometimes perfectly spaced; sometimes days too late

In a month without any word, I wilt

Yet remain steadily strong

Two months go by, my eyes do cry

Yet, even stronger comes what I believe

And then you appear ~ no warning at all

Time, irrelevant...as if no time has passed at all

Rejoice and thrive the next days that pass

Then you go ~ I wonder why ~ Do you miss me, is all I can think

Left again, so this is how I get by:

The peacefulness of belief

The strength in faith

The memories of words and time and...

The way your eyes become when they look at me

And finally, the knowing you will come again

This is the slowest dance, I have danced

~ Dances With Terri - 01/14/12 ~