Being apart from the one you love is not by choice. This blog will express my love and devotion daily. A song, a poem, a note, something, anything, to send my voice on a path to her heart.
Saturday, May 31, 2014
Day 131 - Headed Your Way
I gotta go, gotta go,
Gotta go right now,
Can't stop, can't talk,
I just gotta go.
I left her waiting
Waiting around for me,
And here I am,
So far away you see.
Time is moving,
Just ever too slow,
But I'm ready already,
To get this show on the road.
Gonna climb on a jet,
Or hop on a train,
Ride anything,
To bring us together again.
Stop all the tears,
Lock lonely away,
I'm on a path,
And it's headed your way.
Friday, May 30, 2014
Day 130 - Covered in Skin
I need more than computer keys,
And dark tinted screens.
They just don't fill this void in me.
Lost calls, the power is out,
It leaves me with doubts,
That you were even listening to me.
I want to be covered in skin,
Wrapped up in sin,
With you on the other side of the world.
I know it's a long way,
The truth is I can't stay,
For more than a week or two.
Someday we'll be in the same place,
Not running a race,
For which there seems to be no end.
I'll run all the red lights,
Until you're in my sight,
And catch you as you jump in to my arms.
I want to be covered in skin,
Wrapped up in sin,
With you on the other side of the world.
I know it's a long way,
The truth is I can't stay,
For more than a week or two.
This is the first and the last time,
You'll commit this crime,
Stealing my heart then leaving lonely behind
Once you and I are together,
I'll have to tie on a tether,
And never let you out of my sight again.
Thursday, May 29, 2014
Day 129 - Happiness
Happiness isn't sitting on mounds of money,
Driving around in $100,000 cars,
Cruising up the coast in a million dollar yacht.
Owning an island? That's not for me.
Mansions you visit once a year,
There is no happiness to be found there.
Happiness is lending a helping hand,
To someone scraping by on the ground.
Mentoring a child to do their best,
No matter if their parents can't help themselves.
Offer a smile to someone having a bad day,
You might just be able to turn it all around.
Loving thy neighbor is happiness in it's purest form,
While my love for others is strong,
My love for you rages deep inside each day,
Presenting itself in moments of laughter,
Uncontrollable smiles thinking of memories we've made,
And a calm soul going forward into a future unknown.
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Day 128 - You're the...
You're the rock to my roll,
The bread to my butter,
The curry to my chicken,
The soup to my bowl,
The ham to my cheese,
The leaf to my tree,
The river to my canyon,
The sun to my day,
The moon to my night,
The Rosie to my Sophie Grace,
The Orphan to my Black,
The Rayna to my Deacon,
The Penny to my Leonard,
You're everything I've ever dreamed and more.
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Day 127 - I Want
I want to kiss you until we are both out of breath,
Then lay with you until our passion rises again.
I want to feel your warm body making me sweat,
And then pull you in closer until we become one.
I want to whisper softly in your ear the sweetest words,
Watching you smile and seeing those pretty eyes light up.
I want to hear you laugh uncontrollably as stupid jokes,
Letting me know that I can be me around you.
I want to create fun, loving and adventurous memories with you,
And listen to you tell them as stories to anyone who will listen.
I want to bask you in happiness and light a spark with you every night,
One that will only burn out when He comes to take us away.
Monday, May 26, 2014
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Day 125 - Dreaming
My baby sleeps,
And dreams,
Of monsters and me,
Battling for her soul,
The only thing that will allow us to survive.
Wielding a giant sword,
I'm ready to strike,
Taking what I believe to be mine.
"Stand back monster," I say,
Or reap the pain of death.
As the fight rages,
She has her eye on me,
The handsome, town boy,
Showing no fear,
Hoping he wins and draws her near.
In the end,
Among the blood and sweat,
Lies the sole survivor.
The boy killed the beast,
Now just one heart beats on.
What a weird dream for a lady,
One as sophisticated as you.
I think meadows and flowers,
Are more to your liking,
But at least you do dream of me.
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