Monday, June 27, 2011

A Love Story

Some love stories end with despair,
Some end with happiness,
Some end with loneliness,
Some end with fireworks.

Some love stories are epic as the next motion picture,
Some are short stories made into a TV movie.

Some love stories are nothing but drama,
Some love stories carry emotion.

Some love stories carry meaning,
Some love stories are physical.

Some stories are mixed up,
Some are laid out like sticks.

Some stories breathe new life,
Some stories live up to old life.

But our love story is different.

Ours began as a seed planted freshly in the soil,
Then we watered it daily with kisses,
We fertilized it every other weekend,
We moved in out into the sunlight,
And we cared for it.

Eventually,
It blossomed.

It blossomed into a lily.
No, a rose.
And on that rose,
We penned down the details,
The details of our love story.

We penned down the day we met,
How we felt,
Where we went,
And what we ate.

I penned down the night I lay in your arms,
Feeling you with me.

And as the sun set and the day drew to a close,
And every petal had been written on,
I placed the rose with our love story back in its vase,
And placed it on our windowsill.

There it will be forever,
There it will live forever,
As a memory of our love story,
And as a lesson for all.

So what was our love story?

It was a short meaningful story,
It was an epic romance,
It was a walk down the beach under the sunset,
It was physical passion.

It was yours,
It was mine,
It was our love story.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

A Dream of Love

I have lost my will to write,
But only because,
Love has consumed,
Yet again,
I find myself inlove again.

I am helpless again,
It is the way you make me feel,
In your arms,
Secure and snuggle,
I want to be there in your arms forever.

In my dreams,
We were walking in Rome,
Venice,
Paris,
London,
Manhattan,
Hand in hand,
Forehead t0 forehead,
Nose to nose,
Kissing under the sky.

In my dreams,
You lay your head on my laps,
As we sat down to a picnic by a river,
Munching on scones and sipping coffee,
I knew that this was it,
You were my forever.

Now here you are with me,
Arms entwined around my body,
As I lay my head on your chest,
Feeling your steady heartbeat,
I feel nothing but love for you.

Then again I am speechless,
Because our love cannot be described,
By words or song.

The love we share,
Is too strong to tumble.

After all that we've been through,
After all the time we wasted,
Following our hearts calling
Was the best decision we made.

So lying here in your arms,
I know that this is love,
This is you and me,
This is forevermore.