Saturday, 5 September 2015
You fill up my senses
That wild night, the storm upon us
Intense lightning, flashing across my skies
Strobing, across my firmament.
I can not refrain from recollecting
Lying awake, that stormy night thinking of you
Reaching to you
But you weren't there were you!
That scented, room with those roses, of old
They were above most, roses I know
I prepared that room with, you in mind...
The sound of violins, from the street below
Whilst I recited a poem, of love...Just for you.
The proudness in your, stance the way you, stand there
The way you look, the roving, in your eyes
You mesmerise me...
In the darkness of my, nights
Searching your arms, enfolding me
Safe, within your arms
Filling, my senses such, moments
Quietly whispering, you fill up my senses
An understatement, you know...
My senses so full of you
Each time I see you, am smiling, in my heart
Unprecedented, my senses awol goes...
Thinking of you, gazing into my mirrored glass
Every way you move, am there with you...
As you smile running, my fingers through your hair
Drying, my tears kissing my eyes
I realise, then and there, yes there's love between us.
Sitting writing thinking of you
I know not where you are
Or you're thinking of me
Just, composing some piece of poetry,
Would it be! Just for me!
About me!
By Connie James.
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