Day 1000 - A Thousand Days

I've thought of you for a thousand days,
Said I love you in a thousand ways,
My mind writes the words which elate,  
My heart stretches into a thousand shapes,
While I put it out there for all to see,
People still don't know us, like you and me,
How we wandered around hopelessly unknowing,
How we love so hard without showing,
They can't feel the pain we relive each and every day,
Feeling love in only the words we say,
It's not been a easy backseat ride,
Rather, more of a steep uphill climb,
They have not felt distance in our dreams,
Waking alone, to the sound of silent screams,
There's no warm morning hugs or kisses,
Only strong faith and oh so many wishes,
We fight hard through these trying times,
Wondering if we're missing moments of a lifetime.
One day the wind will carry you back to my arms,
Free us from the release of sad emotions harm,
We'll come out stronger on the other side,
And look back at what will have been a wild ride.

Day 993 - My Fix

 

What would I give,
To get my fix of you,
For one taste of your lips,
To feel your warmth,
Your delicate skin,
To have your eyes gazing deep in mine,
Tangled beneath the sheets,
A slave to your love,
Breathlessly at peace,
To have out hearts in sync?
There is nothing I wouldn't do.

Day 990 - Floating

Floating here,
The ups and down,
The waves they rise,
But I just stare.
No worries for me,
Skies are blue,
Trees are green,
Only fish in between.
I tilt my head,
To see below,
I reach out,
To catch a cloud,
But effortlessly,
It floats on by.
Reflections you see,
Are only to be seen,
They are not complete,
Nor do they show,
What really lies beneath.

Day 979 - What Lies Beneath

Those little eyes of yours,
Dark and soft like the earth,
I could sit and stare for hours,
Watching the way they change beneath.

Sometimes I feel they're out of reach,
Running through a distant land,
My world spins and crashes down,
I'm left standing all alone.

There are days I see hints of pain,
Screams raging like wild fire winds,
Then I watch you rise from the ashes,
Setting a course towards better days.

When kindness settles in,
I see you running with your best friend,
Through flower fields and green,
Throwing all worries into the wind.

Oh the days of sweetness and joy,
They are the ones I treasure most,
I see dancing trains and paper planes,
All deep inside a brightly shine.

Those eyes, they are my picture screen,
Telling me when to hold on a little tight,
Showing me how to just be free,
Guiding me down a path which has no end.

Day 968 - Night Life

I picture you there,
In that red sweater you wear,
Walking along cobblestone streets,
Laughing, enjoying the scene,
Mannequins staring under city lights,
Orange ash glowing in darkness of night,
A quick stop for a pint (or two),
Conversation amongst a friendly few,
You're pretty smile warming all hearts,
Perfect insults flying like darts,
You push the empty glasses aside,
Out the door with a crooked stride,
Walking back home to the railway square,
You're loving man waiting for you there,
Commence iPhone chats from the toilet seat,
Stories abound from the night's retreat,
You crawl awkwardly under the covers of bed,
Falling asleep, you steal my heart all over again.