Sometimes the words just come
Other days I falter and cough
Days that I had planned to be focused
Turn into a race against time
To accomplish many scattered tasks
I keep reaching for a quiet moment
One where I can breathe
Open up and let You in
Instead I have broken seconds
You pop into my mind for a kiss
Or a caress
Then gone again
Sometimes before I can even notice
I replay that second over in my thoughts
Just to savor the drop of You
Like scattered showers through the day
I hope to fill my bucket before bed time
And satisfy my thirst
One day at a time
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