To all my old friends, There are days it strikes me as so strange that I don’t talk to you anymore. There are moments when something reminds me of you and I want to let you know, but so much …
The city under the sun
Is where I met this wild flower
A lady whose beauty would never be done justice
If make up was part of her face
A lady whose smile could only be said as made in heaven
A lady, so amazing with mental prowess like no other
Ooh… A perfect example of how lethal a combination
Beauty and brains can be.
From the ocean to the lake
To the rift and back
A darling she remained
Every night in my dreams i held her
But during the day her beauty I could only phantom
She made the sense of imagination come alive in me
As castles and castles I built on a vast imaginary world
A castle…..For children ours.
What an honour it was
When the heavens gave me a token
An opportunity to watch this beauty
As her eyes gave way to slumber
And her lips forming a smile
Making her face sparkle
As she so quietly -I hoped dreamt of me.
My knees kiss the ground
As my eyes look to the heavens above
My heart perambulating with love
As my mouth professes sweet everything
That the whole of me would fight to give
The day this beauty….. says YES
But until then……
Until the day I’ll hold her in my arms as mine
She’ll remain a love so close yet so far.