I hear a moaning in the breeze <br />And search for answers in the clouds <br />As I drift among the tallest trees <br />Or wander lone in busy crowds. <br /> <br />Words and laughter, time is swirled <br />And people seem so far away. <br />I live in my quiet world <br />And in a dream I pass the day. <br /> <br />If I should wake, the agony <br />Will return and rip my heart. <br />There is no other remedy. <br />In my dream we're not apart. <br /> <br />I dream until I fade away. <br />Must I live another day?<br /><br />Sarah L. Johnsen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/without-you-3/
