What To Write

I sit and ponder what to write,

Something original, something trite?

Something sexual, poems of love?

One thing I know, it’ll be about us.

I write for you, I write for me.

I write of things we’ve felt and seen.

I write our chronicle, our history.

I write of what will come into being.

As I sit I ponder, what tonight?

Who knows what? But I’m certain I’ll write.

 

 

Our Worlds

Can you guess how I felt,

Looking at you for the first time.

Walking into a strange world,

Not knowing what I’d really find.

I couldn’t have guessed,

How damned right you’d feel.

Walking into your world,

Realising that we weren’t a dream.

I guess we found out,

That neither fear nor a dream.

Had walked into our worlds,

Had wiped our hearts clean.

And now, there’s nothing to guess,

We know our fates.

To live in our love’s world,

Which we both chose to create.

To Feel It

A cuddle speaks a bagazzillion words,

A snuggle says even more.

A hug says about the same,

You felt each one I’m sure.

A few words whispered convey our hearts.

A look tells that needed truth.

Things that just don’t type that well,

Meaning more than a text I love you.

So I can’t wait to cuddle again,

I can’t wait to snuggle too.

And I can’t wait to hug you tight,

To look into your eyes and whisper, I love you.