In the quiet of the day

Time stands still

A mist of emotions

Searching for a place 

To land

My thoughts reach for you

The words run through my mind

The kindness of my soul

Doesn’t wish to bother

The minutes of your life

Yet words pierce 

As the sharpest knife 

Through my heart

Reaching and searching 

Thankful for the past moments

That enlightened my resolve

To trust time

Life can tire 

Even the one with the most

Intense fire

For I will reach as close

To feel the heat and yet 

To not burn

Will you reach for me

It’s still your turn…