I like you in the morning,
your eyelids still heavy with the innocence
Of sleep
The sunrise still soft on our skin s
I like you at noon, in the heat of day
Pronouncing German, invoking laughter.
What I would give to stand with you,
The sun warm on our faces, our hearts
In some lost and faraway place
If only to quench our Siamese wanderlust
I like you in the evening,
Your strong arms around me
Watching HGTV;
Or when you play me sweet melodies,
(that violoncello will steal my heart)
And yet,
I like you best at night
when you dream aloud-
Hands searching-
Breath quickening-
Skin touching-
Words failing-
One becoming-
You are most wonderful at your most vulnerable,
Most pure
Let’s discover the world together-
Tomorrow?
Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 9:35 AM UTC
I like you in the morning,
your eyelids still heavy with the innocence
Of sleep
The sunrise still soft on our skin s
I like you at noon, in the heat of day
Pronouncing German, invoking laughter.
What I would give to stand with you,
The sun warm on our faces, our hearts
In some lost and faraway place
If only to quench our Siamese wanderlust
I like you in the evening,
Your strong arms around me
Watching HGTV;
Or when you play me sweet melodies,
(that violoncello will steal my heart)
And yet,
I like you best at night
when you dream aloud-
Hands searching-
Breath quickening-
Skin touching-
Words failing-
One becoming-
You are most wonderful at your most vulnerable,
Most pure
Let’s discover the world together-
Tomorrow?
Request permission to use this poem