Monthly Archives: July 2014

Cracked Windows


I try to see out these windows.
These hazy
Cracked widows.
And my heart leaps
As my eyes catch a glimpse
Of what I think is you.
I sit here and wait
With a heart full of hope.
Sometimes I wander these
Old creaky floors
Opening windows and doors.

Filling this house with fresh air,
Clearing the cobwebs in the corners.

Dreaming and daring.

Anticipating your return.

Imaging you standing there looking at me

Through the hazy,