You are familiar
I run my hands against your face
Your features
Like a professional climber
On a mountainous terrain
I seem to remember
With my fingers
I climb every curve and cranny
Towards your majestic summit
At a most cautious pace
I dare not look down
For fear that some slip of uncertainty of you
In me would be found
Until finally I come to an abrupt end
Standing still I feel the gentle wind
Wrapping itself around me
You catch my fall
You give me your hand
You say 'trust me'
This is no stranger at all
But the arms of my friend
Together we reach the top
Then climbing down
My adventure with you
Starts all over again
2
I can see you everywhere,
And yet you are nowhere.
I feel your breath on my neck,
Your warm lips pressed against mine,
But when i reach out to you
You aren't there.
Can it be my imagination?
How can you be so real?
Maybe you live inside me,
A piece of your soul,
But our bodies do not know each other.
I dream of the day we will meet.
The overwhelming feelings,
Bursting at the seams.
You are my true love,
My destiny.
Until we meet,
I will hold you in my heart.
And pray you will soon find me.
3
Come sit by my side for a spell.
This old rocking chair is plenty big.
Well, I hope you have missed me today,
As all I have done is think of you.
I've been wanting to put my arms around you,
Maybe pull you against me so tight,
To run my fingers throught your hair,
And watch as it softly falls through my hands.
I have such wonderful thoughts of you.
There was a thunderstorm early this morning.
Soft gray clouds came rolling in,
The sound of thunder far off in the distance.
It woke me up only to find you not beside me.
I was startled at first, and then I saw you.
The sheer curtains were gently blowing in,
And the soft morning light caressed your face with beauty.
We shared our bodies and love last night,
And yet I find the gentle touch of your hand
Has not only defined the essence of you,
But has touched the core of my being.
The soft light bathes you as from a magic spell.
Various shades and textures pour all about,
Every feature is transformed in a painting
That would defy the most gifted of artists.
My life has changed through your love for me,
A clarity and purpose in life have now been defined.
Dreams in time will become realities,
And a life together makes my heart ache with love for you.
I sit and ponder what it is I love about you so much.
I can never put my finger on any one little thing...
Maybe that is just as well, besides,
You are showing me new and wonderful things every day.
I have kissed your incredible lips a thousand times,
And every time I do, it's as though it were the first time.
How could a simple kiss send me on a journey
Where my consciouness meets my soul?
Looking into your eyes has taken me to places
That love talks about, yet doesn't explain.
Maybe that's for the best,
As it will always make us keep coming back.
I can see you with a clarity and vision of past and present.
You sure loved to dance in that field of daisies.
I studied you for the longest time,
Watching a child's dance of love and joy.
Well, years have gone by and time has been a friend,
A woman I love, and life spent together.
My heart always aches, as it is full of love for you,
As I know I will always be by your side.
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