Monday, August 8, 2016

the thought of you

i would like to say
the steps on the ground
lead me straight to you

i would like to say
a morning air crisp, cleared
all thought expect
of you

i would like to say
i call this love
but i have to say
it is not

not fully

i would like to say
i loved the hour
the moment the red rose arrived
the flower
(preferring yellow)

i can not truly say
that you or a red rose
ever took my breath away
and yet i am
certain your love for me is true

and for this
i can say
i love the very thought
of you