All the Time

I close my eyes and dream of you

I dream of all that we’ve been through

And I know I never will and never have

Loved anyone as much as my heart cries out

Every day every hour every minute

For you

Second-Hand

He sent through a poem

Better than I could ever write

About smiles and kisses

Butterflies and wings

Peace and dreams

Flying me to lands of love

The words I hungered to hear

The words I ached to feel

And then I saw

The lines were old

They were written not

For me, they were presented

Second-hand