Ocala Night
In the quiet stillness of night
As the rain softly taps on my heart
A breeze gently rustles through my mind
Which carries the whisper of your name
Months of time pass in seconds
As I lust for the thought of you
I fear to be left alone with my thoughts
Alone without the sound of your name
Words spill onto paper like blood
And they flow through the veins of pages
That somehow these feeble words might suffice
And fill your heart with the love I breathe
