Ever since that June morning,
When our paths crossed,
Everything in my old life changed,

My mornings became happy again,
My days grew bright,
No longer sleeping the days away without dreams,

It was as if I was reborn,
And learning to crawl once again,

Learning to write words of love to you,
I spend my days through the seasons,
Writing love songs for a dream,

Through the seasons,
The cold of winter, words to warm your heart,
The scent of flowers and birds singing in the spring, words to make you smile,
The heat of summer, words to make you feel alive looking at the night sky,
The colorful leaves of autumn, words to help harvest your dreams.

East to west the sun travels,
Knowing you are dreaming under the stars half a world away.
Knowing when you wake up living your dreams,

I fall asleep and dream,
Of you and me together,
Under a moonlit sky dancing in the soft moonlight,
Makes me feel alive.

Copyright © 2017 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

Now there is only
one thing left to say
I love you
Always
That is not a metaphor.

I traveled to a city where the buildings kissed the clouds and the streets were so loud I couldn't even think
but in the midst of all of the beautiful chaos I still managed to think of you
we weren't even talking at the time and I thought of you
I thought of how you'd admire the city with your excited eyes and squeeze my hand every time something caught your interest
I thought of how we'd walk the streets and parks for hours and just talk about every little thing
I thought of how we'd lie awake at 4am whispering sweet sleepy words
I thought of how I wished you were mine
I was in the middle of such a beautiful city
everything was so new to me
and all I wanted to do
was share it with you
-m.a