Beebee, my Beautiful Beloved Bashful Babygirl

each day that passes by
each moment, each tick of the clock
that we are apart
my heart sinks a little deeper in my chest.
she waits ever so wistfully
bound by the lonely walls of my bedroom
she sits ever so softly
lighter than a feather on the wind
kind and caring,
she frets not at my absence
but rather patiently awaits my return
oh, Beebee
it pains me to be away from you
i’m breaking with each second that we are forced separate
as the long, dreary hours of the working day sludge by
i dream of our late night reunion,
sharing dreams and dancing on cotton candy clouds
a perfect pair,
once again.