Sometimes, you're never there but my heart still beats. It beats like a life once lost, now in limbo and you see it my eyes that it only seeks your caress,your wonder and is that something you can give ?
Our smiles do tick like a clock, full of batteries hah. Did you change the time so abruptly that I no longer know if its day or night?
And like a whispering stream your gentle essence doth are I would jump in, to be touched like a dull carbon piece on the verge of becoming a diamond.
So, if you find your heaven before I do, do this for me keep that door open and the candle lit light the fires and warm up the soup as I will be there but only when...
DeadPoet
but only when Â… you really want to do it?
The irony of love, a mixture of emotions.
One of the few poems (by you) that I do not need a dictionary by my side when reading it. By the way this is a compliment.