concealed inside, is a curious soul waiting to be freed.
You can imagine why i don’t want summer to end,because that’s when you come out to the light andshow your true colors,unbothered by the judging world.
Part of me knows that this love will soon come to an end.
Part of me knows, we are living and loving on borrowed time,so, let’s make the most of what we have now,living in the moment.
Meeting you was probably the happiest day of my life and thebeginning of Autumn, will probably be the saddest.
I remember my lips being introduced to yours and our handssharing a moment of their own.Strangers in Spring and lovers in Summer,how poetic.
Just thinking of you makes me want to write a poem andi think it goes like this, “…Roses are red, violets are blue,one wish i have is to share every moment with you…”(chuckles) I know it’s a bit cheesy, but this is who i am,you love it and I know it’s true.
I wish summer was all year long so we could love each other non-stop, probably if wishes were horses,but every sunset that comes,a part of me sets with it, knowing, Autumn is but an inevitable destiny.
Hearing her speak, your heart melts. The sound of her voice is like a sweet serenade and the feel of her touch is like two heartbeats in sync, pure magic.
When love is in the equation, then you would understand. Her gaze, her scent, her laugh and her spark it’s just magical. What more could you ask for?
Watching the sunset with her as the day unfolds. Watching as the time of tomorrow is being written in black and white, I could wish for nothing more.
I want her today and tomorrow and the next. Watching the day end with zest, an unknown feeling just because i have her by my side. Reminiscing the days we were One and still is, the days you so full of light, of love, of beauty, just can’t get enough of you.
Tidal waves gushed away my broken dreams and new thoughts began cooking inside my mind. A step forward and 2 steps back, thats how i thought life is. A new perspective of a better tomorrow, am i too broken to dream?
“Keep moving!”, a faded voice inside my mind kept pushing and pushing, towards the light at the end of the tunnel. Havent i pushed enough? havent i put my all? Havent i exhausted my wishes, my thinking? “Keep moving!”it uttered again, and once more.
Now, two steps forward and a step back, a new perspective of a rainbow after a storm. But isn’t if i am at the far bottom i have every reason to get up, to keep Moving? Dust on my shoes, a long journey ahead and as birds sing along the road, and the trees providing shelter and rest when thoughts of returning start to creep in, that voice again utters,”Keep moving”.
Thankful for the sun that brings warmth to the hearts of the living. Thankful for the moon that keeps the secrets that we share with her in times of need. Thankful for the wind that blows off steam when our minds are filled with negative thoughts,
for the love we share, for the tears that pour down when we hurt, for the lessons we learn when we make mistakes, for yesterday, today and tomorrow And for the air we breathe.