Day 392 - Wandering

The sun beats down,
Not hot enough to sweat,
Cold enough to see my breath.
I walk with my collar up,
Head down, to avoid the wind,
A concrete shadow follows behind.
These streets are never at peace,
Like my thoughts, they never sleep,
Restless and weary I continue my beat.
I'm thinking now of the girl I love,
Her beauty and charm excite me,
A smile appears on my face.
My upturned lips are just a disguise,
Hiding a sadness filed deep inside,
Missing constantly, just creates a void.

Like my feet, my mind wanders,
Taking me back in time,
To places where you were within reach.
The humid streets of Taiwan,
Where dumplings and tofu reign supreme,
And my eyes caught the first glimpse of true love.
To the sand and blue waters of Boracay,
Where we first began exploring our new love,
Like the famous conquistadors of Spain.
Then I'm back in typhoon soaked Taiwan,
Hiking to waterfalls, a strategic plan in mind,
Sealing our love with one stroke of the hand.
One year later, you arrive to the stars and stripes,
Nashville, DC, Boston and NYC,
I got to show you off to friends and family.
Then there we are, in front of an orange sunrise,
Under a tree which seems to touch the sky,
Green Irish fields echo our laughter and love.

As I reach my destination,
I shake off the bitter cold,
Taking a seat like I do every night.
I power up the old laptop,
Wait for what seems like an eternity,
Listening for what's become a familiar sound.
My day is blossoming in to happiness,
The Skype Gods have connected us again,
Giving access to a love which may otherwise be lost.