Since You'Ve Been Gone
Since you’ve been gone
I’ve seen your face a thousand times a day.
As vivid as the brightest star set in a sky so dark….
as a solitaire in jet.
Since you’ve been gone
I’ve heard your voice a thousand times a day.
As sweet as any lark could sing
Clearer than the Inchcape bell
proclaiming her presence across the mist draped rocks.
Since you’ve been gone
I’ve felt your touch a thousand times a day.
As gentle as the slightest breeze
As passionate as the deepest rose, blood red.
Before you were gone
My soul was touched but once.
That once that lasts a lifetime and beyond.
Outstripping even time itself.
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