Just the other day, my love came calling
with flowers and candy and all things sweet
A knowing grin in his eyes,
smiles arise on his cheeks, as he… stood knocking
Feeling like springtime all over the inside
So many heartfelt truths he wanted to let slide…
from his lips to my ears – But I…
well, I… wasn’t there
Could've been just inside sleeping
or, perhaps he’d just… missed me
I mean, regardless of the circumstances,
my heart is his for keeps –
part of me
is hoping he knows, for himself, these things
as he stands… knocking – silently vowing
to stay a few minutes more
In his heart, he’d wait an eternity for love
And he did, I’m sure…
but, really… I wouldn’t know
(you see, I wasn’t there…)
** Just a thought really... about a "hit and miss" type love... there's all sorts out there, you know... **
*sighs*...i missed mine to many times because i just keep changing addresses and leaving no forwarding address, hidden from the eyes that may have spotted me...thanks for the scribe and the inspiration this a.m.