I knew that there was too many sunshined days to be true. I left another man that loved me. Fear had gripped by chest and my mind closed off to happiness.
Lost in a world of lost hope, there were steps caked with mud that clung to my soul. Dirty, dependent on the racking poison of a faithless ghost.
My blue eyes looked up into the wet air, sparkling with tears, my lips trembled.
There were words of coddling, there were faces of concern, but my own hands needed to reach down to lift myself.
Turning my back on feelings of despair, I followed the one road laced with daises and daffodils. When the sun lightly spread her fingers through the sky I stepped off and followed my feet.
It was hope and it was faith that grabbed my wrists and lead me down a lane that wrapped me in warmth.
The earth smelled of newness, fresh, and crisp. My dusty smiles came out of the boxes, and my laughter peeled like a bell waiting to be held.
Soon, under hands of blessings and hands of healing, I found myself in a glade of possibilities.
Now I am holding your hand and I know that my persistence gave me this imaginable joy. In crystal clear eyes I find hope.
There is something about the way that I feel when I am with you. Your arms surround me and I am lost in bliss. When you kiss me all I feel is the warmth of love that spreads from my finger tips down to my toes. I want to have you by my side until the stars sputter into darkness. I want to be with you even in the bleak of night.
Sleeping and dreaming, your face never loses my sight, and your touch is still warm on my skin even when you are a million miles away. This place in my heart, the place that I have never given to anyone else, I give to you. This love I have never felt with anyone in the world, I feel for you.
Flying through the air my stomach jumps and twirls, I smile, and you laugh. I want to walk into the forest in my bare feet with you, I want feel you next to me every moment.
Your words calm me and your smile lets me know that you really care.
The steps to the door are bright in the sunshine
The windows are opened and the curtains are dancing lazily in the breeze.
Here I am, and its here with you.
Here I am, and I am home.

2 comments:
WOW. So don't think I am a creeper or anything but that was amazing!!! You write really really well. Just thought I should let you know.
hey thanks :)
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