When I see leaves rustling in circles under the tree's protected view
My mind won't circle all it's thoughts around you..
When I catch sunshine filtering through the umbrella of trees
Your memories won't seep in through those leaves and tease
When I admire how the white snow caresses the proud mountain peak.
Your caressing face won't reappear to make my resolve weak
When I play with the shadows of my hands on the wall..
I will deny the shadow of our imagined clasp on the wall
When I breathe the scent of dry earth surrendering to rain
I will negate my souls declaration s of surrender..in vain!
I won't miss you...No! I don't! I won't! I do..