between my fingers she slipped
between phone msg's and photos
and conversations everyday
lost between the words
        
...
    
        it was always scary to me 
to hear the thoughts i was having 
and words i would have said 
spoken before me
        
...
    
        you said you had to leave me 
for you loved me too much
too much to wait between visits
spending all i had just to see you
        
...
    
                    Between The Cracks
                    
                    between my fingers she slipped
between phone msg's and photos
and conversations everyday
lost between the words
and my shadowy soul
left to linger on the thoughts of loss 
and what might have been 
as always i seem to fall between the cracks
etched deeply into my soul and heart
leaving images which may never fade
inversed unto my hearts wall for printing
becoming part of my p a s t
filling the mosaic that will be there at my end
                

 
                    