Love's reunion at last. |
(In a man's perspective) Her curly locks give me a mental block. All I remember is that night late last September. Her eyes were as blue as all the cheesy things people can compare them to. The snowy mountains far away A crystal ocean on a summer day. When she looks up, she smiles. Seeing her face again makes everything worthwhile. My journey is over. The treasure I sought is found. Oh how I love her Here she comes now. I run to her side Embracing my prize And I can see the ocean's tide Hidden in her eyes. Once more. (woman's perspective) I miss him. I remember how He laughed at everything Just like I. And the color of his eyes That rich brown that made my heart sing. The brown of the soil that sprouts so much life. The flowers that break through the strife Of loss. I lost him last September. It hurts to remember. He found my heart and I only know sorrow Now that we're apart. Paranoia has become me I thought I saw him there. I want to open my heart and see My love is here. But my eyes love playing tricks. And that is something only my true love can fix. I look up and see the man I love He is under my half of the sky above. I begin to walk over. To make sure he isn't a hallucination A trick, no matter how pleasant He runs toward me and I know It is him. He embraces me. I breathe him in. And his rich brown eyes show He has been looking for me. My love has come back. He has reopened my locked up heart. My eternal anxiety attack has disappeared now that he is back. Now that I know we'll never be apart. |