Poetry by Tim Windisch

Beside


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Beside

I’ve been sitting alone

Stared at my phone

Picturing you

The lonely days

The darkness stays

No sun the whole day through

Craziness replaces all the logic I once used

Dreaming of better days to stay amused

Eventually I come to grips, the feelings I can’t hide

I know I will never be right, not until I am again beside

Cried just trying to remember

The sweet kiss from late December

Still feels fresh upon my lips

Close my tear stained eyes

Inside no one hears the cries

Oh! To feel your pretty fingertips

Come home babe, feel alive and awake

How much more can either one of us take?

It has worn us down, our nerves rattled and fried

Honey, I know we will never be right, not until we are beside

Beside each other, feeling each other’s breathes

A love to be shared long beyond our deaths

Connected so strong, an inexplicable feeling inside

That never seems to be right, until I’m finally beside

You

Tim Windisch

01/14/2022

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