Mar 2010
Lonely, deep, swift moments I commune with you,
Looking through my open window into blue,
Uncharted, star-filled, never-ending space
That holds the cherished image of your face.
Longings I would tell you in sweet, sudden word,
Catching in my throat, are stilled, and never heard;
And lovely, unsaid thoughts surge up anew
To wing across the darkness, seeking you.
Knowing not the time and distance in between,
Silently and eagerly, by eyes unseen;
Across the star-filled, never-ending blue
My heart springs up and runs away to you.
Looking through my open window into blue,
Uncharted, star-filled, never-ending space
That holds the cherished image of your face.
Longings I would tell you in sweet, sudden word,
Catching in my throat, are stilled, and never heard;
And lovely, unsaid thoughts surge up anew
To wing across the darkness, seeking you.
Knowing not the time and distance in between,
Silently and eagerly, by eyes unseen;
Across the star-filled, never-ending blue
My heart springs up and runs away to you.
My grandma had this poem in her things. She was not a poetry person so I was surprised by it. Sure would love finding out when it was written and the author. I am a lover of all things romantic, such as this is.
Written by
Patti Masterman-Heterodynemind
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