joe2poetry

Drip! Drip! Drip!
The drip of rain on glass
Falling from steel-grey skies
Cold and unfeeling
Caring not a jot for the lives of men

Crackle, Crackle
The sound of wood on fire
Each sharp report followed by starburst of orange sparks
Sailing through the air
In their fleeting mayfly existence

Rustle, Rustle
You shift the blanket beside me
Look me in the eye as we listen
To the drip of the rain outside
And the crackle of the fire in front of us

There is nowhere I would rather be

On wet cloudy day
I wait in cold anticipation
Miserable in myself
Closed against the world
Untill I feel a tap on my shoulder
I turn and….
There you are
I look, and I see you
It’s like seeing the sun for the first time
Your smile, brighter than sky
Lightens up my day
Your smile, warm as summer
Thaws my cold reserve
Your voice, sugar sweet
Lifts my soul back up
I see you
And I know again why I love you

Show me your eyes
Let me look at them
Study them
See through them
To the inner you
The true you
The you I admire
The you far better than me
The you who makes me better with her presence
Show me your eyes and let me see
The light that shines from your soul
The reason I thank heaven everyday that I know you
And why, above all else, that I love you