Looking At You

When I look at you,

I'm looking at a dream;

I look at your stunning beauty,
Your beauty,
Is like a bright sunrise on a summer seaside beach,

I look at your gorgeous brown eyes,
Looking into your eyes,
Is like falling into a deep thick chocolate milkshake,

I look at you smiling at me,
Your smile,
Is like looking at thousands
Of budding pink Sakura flowers,

I look into your heart,
I see a warm, kind, pure, angelic soul,

But you are in a place I can never reach,

From thousands, of miles away, I am looking at a dream,
With a smile and eyes full of laughter.

© 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

Round and round in circles we go,
Like a merry-go-round,
The spinning never stops,
We are never on the same page,

Round and round in circles we go,
Chasing each other like a game of tag,
You run too fast,
I can never catch up,

Round and round in circles we go,
Play hide and seek,
I am an excellent hider, I do it so well,
You can never find me,

Round and round in circles we go,
I guess we are both to blame,
They say not to search for love,
It will find you, just stay put,

Round and round in circles we go,
I swore I would stop writing about you months ago,
But muses are a rare commodity,
You’re still buried deep in my thoughts,

Round and round in circles we go,
Just stop turning, stop running, stop hiding, stop pretending,
Come back, wait, please,
I promise I can love you better.

I wonder
If my picture
Sits close to your bed

And if
In the night
You seek out my face

I wonder
If when your
Out with your guys texts

From me
Annoy you with
Ties to another lesser life

I wonder
If at night
You can hear me crying

Your name
And waiting and
Wishing for you to care

I wonder
If while I
Wonder, you wonder right along

And if
We two are
Just wondering why we can't

Just wander
Back into each
Others arms and stop wondering.

Waiting on your call
When I've asked
day after day
hour after hour
for you to call
for you to be there
And yet all I know is that you
and I
are miles away and all we can do is
text.
and
Snap
and
chat.
What point is there to talking
to feeling
to being
to loving
when no matter how far I reach my hand
you dash before me, my fingertips
brushing your skin.
But I can't lose
it.
loose you.
So I wait.

Keep a fifth of me in your mind
As I move on and leave
What we have been behind

I'll leave you hanging
Like the chimes on my door
As your scent becomes just
A fragment of my mind, nothing more

Meet me at eternity's pearly gates
Kiss me back as the desert wind
Meets your porcelain face

Every tear you shed
I'll fall on your cheek
Every fear you fear
My heart takes a beat

My love is only as good
As distance allows
My love, my love
I'm miles from where you are

My heart sings as far
As the speed of sounds
My heart, my heart
Come, my heart, tell me how far.

I think a lot about you and me;
about what We used to be
when it was summer and everything was happy.

I think a lot about the fun We used to have,
how you could never make me mad,
and a phone call made a day good from bad.

I think a lot about the kisses you gave;
about what it meant to me when you came and stayed
when it was inconvenient for you, and I had to be brave.

I think a lot about the time I said
how I'd give you one hundred percent 'til the end,
and near the finish line: "Trying not to get attached," I read.

I think a lot about how I started to cry,
about what I told myself to deny
when it was clear We was soon to die.

I think a lot about how We was so mature,
how long distance made me forcibly stronger,
and it would be a waste of everything to be a doubter.

I think a lot about what you could now be doing;
about what you could be thinking
when it was sixteen days ago that marked the ending.

I think a lot about the fact that I miss We and you,
how I sincerely hope that you do too,
and my fragmented heart breaks when I realize it's probably not true.

uniquely
separated
by heart     and body
i'm-
iss you completely
without knowing what
forty-eight thousand tiny men
take me to
   your eyes
and one thousand seven hundred steps
times seven hundred forty
take me to
   your doorstep
every day in
   my mind
for a supposing.

uniquely
separated
by hEArt and     body
i'm in lo-
ve with your words and
millions of sudden thoughts
that were always farther away
than you.

Need silence
Within this car
I need your embrace
within your arms
Don’t even know what hands are anymore
I’m finding it hard to explain what they are for
Boy I just want to know you
I just want to see you
Boy
I want to steal you
and your time
from this place
I need silence
within this car
i need your embrace
within your arms
i don’t even know what hands are anymore
finding it hard to explain what they are for
Keep still
So we can touch
be real
will we keep in touch
I just want to hold you
In my touch
It’s not so hard
aren’t we enough?
Don’t even know what hands are anymore
Hard to explain what they are for
Boy I just want to know you
I just want to see you
Just want to steal you