curbdrop out of grace

since the first

i think of you and your beautiful face,
more often than i think of anything else,
my thoughts no longer wander to fantasies,
that will never be,
and never need to be.

i miss you more than you know,
although you know i do and always have,
and the feeling,
is never fleeting,
only beating,
with ever pulse.

i've loved you since the first moment,
you smiled at my stupid awkwardness,
caught in the act of inappropriate bliss,
for having the luck to look into your eyes.

i missed you when you were gone,
as i've missed you all along,
for you were always what i needed,
since the day i was created.

your beauty is deeper than the ocean,
that once stood inbetween,
and your glow melts the cold/snow,
that covers the winter you will leave,
your humor runs dry like mine,
unappreciated except by like minds,
you are absolutely stunning,
stunning.

and when i think of gental waves,
when i think of golden days,
when i think of harvest moons,
when i think of floating tunes,
and especially when i think of you,
i am happy,
and what more could i possibly ever ask for,
but to be happy.

posted by fillshe @ 12:09 PM