Miles of hard road lays between us
a lonely heart for you, I am.
If it was possible to count each memory
it will all be summed up,
beyond numbers of the mind.
All the little things that you do
even if time was short..
it's been branded
to my heart
Small motion pictures being replayed,
repeatedly of you with your kiss filled evening
to the sweet dinners you sat with me
with candle lights, or our late passionate nights
filled with burning musk incense.
Each time there was a need to soothe my soul
all I needed was too look into the endless blue seas that rocked waves against me.
As I swam in the blue pools of your eyes,
I felt the warmth of your soul knowing we were at the right place with
the right one. It was meant to be, it was destiny.
A secret told now, tears were my lullaby for years,
pain was the pattern then, yet you came and
played my angel while I was blind by fear of heart.
Each kiss was magic, healing my deep scars slowly only I didn't feel the magic,
it was a high expectation of pain....
I prayed and you were sent to me.
I wished and it was granted.
I dreamed of you and your qualities
as the saying quotes "You" were unexpected when least expected."
Yet, how blind could I have been?
Even when you were longed for, it was like you heard my call each time.
Confuse by life itself,
from what I dream of, a pattern of life, or the way life is taught is suppose
to be. A wake up call was received coldly from time itself.
Now with this chance of you back into my newly colorful filled picture,
I hope my kisses heal your scars,
sprinkling magic softly with love,
hugs warm your body with assurance,
you will indulge sweet chocolate comforting your soul..
inspiring your heart...
setting a constant crave for more..
I want to be your angel.
