about tears and crying

i cry
i cry like a baby crying from its needs
i cry like a lost cub searching for it's mom
i cry like the howling of the winter wind blowing so cold
i cry tears like a river from the mountain peaks thawing in the spring
i cry
i cry so hard my entire body feels it
i cry so long time doesn't exist
i cry in ways i didn't know one even could
i cry 
i cry for her, for how she might feel, for how she might be doing right now,
for what she is going through.
i cry because i cant be there to hold her and wipe her tears away
i cry because i cant hug her tightly and hold her close to me
i cry because i cant hear her beautiful voice, her beautiful laugh
i cry because i cant see her beautiful face, look into her beautiful eyes
i cry, i cry, i cry

about patience

his road uncertain, he sits on the rock watching and waiting,
patience is difficult for him sometimes, but he waits nonetheless
his strength wanes sometimes, but he always finds more inside himself
he wonders where she is, what she is doing, how she is feeling, now more
than he's ever before wondered and worried.
he wishes and hopes for sight of her to come
he wishes and hopes for the sound of her voice, the sound of her laugh
he wishes and hopes for the warmth of her presence, her eyes
he sits on the rock watching and waiting, hoping and praying
keeping strong as best as he can
he sees a cave in the mountains in the distance, but still he waits
he waits there forever and a day

unfinished