Lost within your absence.

Counting hours whilst your away
makes the longing most of day
I miss the sweetness of your voice 
The look of love within your eyes
I'm lost within your absence 
beneath the stary skies

I called the moon a victim , not for troubled times or blame
Just because you shine much brighter, and that you are a flame

In morning light so sweet and new
I find myself in thoughts of you
tangled up just like a flower 
Counting still, a clock,  by hour

And to the days I hold you tight
Grasp them tender, with all my might,  so that when parted in those ways, I have strength to last the days

And hold those nights of long desire
Beside your heart, and loving fire
Where I'm found and home in you
within your love and arms so true.