As the weather gets colder..
And winter gets underway..
Sunlight gets scarce..
It is like water through my hands..
It just vanishes..
How I miss the days when sun stayed up late..
The warm air and the soft breeze..
There so much to see and do..
I guess that is an advantage of winter...
It helps us appreciate what spring and summer has to offer..
It is a bit like our own lives..
Sometimes we don't realize what we have..
Until it is gone..
So our lives become a winter..
But there is always the hope of our lives becoming spring and summers. Even falls..
For life also has seasons..
So no matter how dark your days can be..
There will always be a day where you will see the sunlight...
That day you will know the spring of your life has arrived..

You asked me if the moon reminds of you...
Yes, the moon reminds me of you...
Its sweet light brings memories of your eyes...
Your warm lips and your soft hands...
The truth is, any light reminds me of you...
For you are the light of my days...
And without that light my heart would be in the darkness...
These lines are for you...
Light of my life...
Owner of my heart...
And beacon of my path...

Your eyes are so deep and beautiful..
They would illuminate the darkest night...
For they are deep and bright..
They are a sweet ocean to admire...
An Ocean I would like to get lost on...
They are crowned by the most radiant smile I have ever seen..
If your eyes are an ocean...
Your smile is the sun that illuminates that ocean..
My beautiful midnight sun...

How I miss your kisses...
How I miss your wet and sweet lips close to mine...
And our hands together as we laughed and got transported to another dimension when kissing...
Now the only wet is in my eyes...
As tears roll down my cheek...
Who am I kidding?...
I still love you...
But it is time to walk away from you...
I'm not waiting anymore...
If if I keep waiting...
I'll have to swim...
For my tears formed a river now...
And they will soon become a water fall...
In memory of how I fell for you...

And here I am...
Applying for the poet job...
I have no credentials...
No education in poetry...
No background...
And no references...
I am just a dreamer...
A romantic...
A story teller...
I travel with the wind...
And live with the stars...  
I talk to the moon...
I listen to the sun...
Have a poem for a heart...
And a sonnet for a soul...  
I can remember all the sweet moments...  
And forget about sad ones...
Would you hire me?...

Why do I keep looking for you?
Even though you keep ignoring me?
And perhaps even lying to me?
Because I love you...
Love seems to be blind, deaf...
And apparently...
Immune to pain...
But I am not...
I am hurting...
But I still love you...
And I have not lost hope...
If this is not love... I do not know what it is...

The universe is a big place...
It is said it is infinite and ever expanding...
Maybe my soul is a universe also...
It is always searching for new frontiers...
New feelings...
And like a spaceship...
My soul travels the galaxies of life...
In fact...
Everyone's soul is a universe...
Everyone's heart is a planet...
Everyone's mind is a constellation of memories, ideas and experiences...
Us poets are dreamers...
And one of my dreams is to write a poem for each of my memories...
That would be enough for a galaxy of poems...
There are many places to see...
And infinite memories to bring back...
Every time you visit a new place...
A little piece of your heart stays behind...
But your soul becomes richer with the memories you keep...
The best place to be?...
Any place where you are happy and at peace...
I hope,  my dear reader, you will find many places that will make you feel happy...
All those places will be happy to have you there...