Distance

tonight time's wings fold.
you have taken the wind eastward
to the mountains
and my bed is still and wide.
at this time of night only the alone sit up.
my hand writes words to hold the spaces
you left,
but listen:
I can't seem to get the dimensions right;
no words can fill the distance of your voice.
.
.
"Leslye Layne Russell "





Photo Taken: April, 2007
Location: Manassas, Virginia