if one wish could be granted,
summer months would be it.
what i want back
is what i now lack.
my hand on your shoulder,
as you roll me forward.
sun shines down on to me
and your glow's what i see.
hair lifted from my forehead,
as the breeze is led
by the ocean's current,
matching eyes blue-green mint.
so what i want back daily
is the time when you were with me.
not across a state,
but so close i need not wait.
yet i have finally made peace
which the changing fallen leaves.
though my wish wasn't granted
time moves toward what i've wanted.
apart from you feels wrong
and the wait is far too long.
yet it is just a fraction
of the time ours will become.
my hand back on your shoulder,
as you pull me toward
your hips and your chest,
that i lay body and head against.
my one in my dream
became reality.
a faceless feeling i wanted,
now has been replaced.
so finally i have made peace
with the colored fallen leaves.
and fear that us will never be
no longer consumes me.
Jul 18, 2011
Jul 18, 2011 at 2:41 PM UTC
if one wish could be granted,
summer months would be it.
what i want back
is what i now lack.
my hand on your shoulder,
as you roll me forward.
sun shines down on to me
and your glow's what i see.
hair lifted from my forehead,
as the breeze is led
by the ocean's current,
matching eyes blue-green mint.
so what i want back daily
is the time when you were with me.
not across a state,
but so close i need not wait.
yet i have finally made peace
which the changing fallen leaves.
though my wish wasn't granted
time moves toward what i've wanted.
apart from you feels wrong
and the wait is far too long.
yet it is just a fraction
of the time ours will become.
my hand back on your shoulder,
as you pull me toward
your hips and your chest,
that i lay body and head against.
my one in my dream
became reality.
a faceless feeling i wanted,
now has been replaced.
so finally i have made peace
with the colored fallen leaves.
and fear that us will never be
no longer consumes me.
