somewhere

Have you ever wished you could take a snapshot of the happiest of happy moments to restore when you were at the opposite end of the 'happy spectrum'? Here is one of mine.

Somewhere candlelight plays as two lovers dance
someone lights a few for a love anew or one gone askew
someone is taking a chance on a branch,
with a lit candle and poem just for you.

Somewhere someone closes their eyes
radiating love, bursting at the seams!
Somewhere someone's curiosity peeks and pries,
and hides inside your most precious dreams

Somewhere someone's hand needs yours,
longing for you in every way.
Somewhere new love has begun its course.
Somewhere someone prays you won't go away.

If you’ll take my hand now, we’ll go far
If you’ll take a chance now, and show me who you are
I will love you more than you could possibly see
If you can see yourself standing next to me

I’ll watch over you like a star above
keep you afloat on treacherous seas
Oh yes, I’ve so fallen in love . . .

I long to create worlds with you.
You dumb my tongue.

I am yours to tame,  stand by you,
wash away all of your tears,
and beat up all your fears

This is me at my most vulnerable,
wishing to hold your hand for the rest of my years.

Author's Note

Written in 2009 when the night's wind revolved in the sky and sang, when the words were so simple, so cliche - and you didn't fucking care. This is the snapshot of the blissfully blind sprinting into the lion's den. This is love. If you want to know what comes next - read some more of my work. To those who say it is better to have loved and lost then never have loved at all - I submissively cry, 'yes.. I suppose it was' N'joy

Reviews

[FateDictates]

ahh wow you had me sighing like a school kid..beautiful words from another moment in time, all not lost..great work..

[the dude]

We have lost even this twilight. No one saw us this evening hand in hand while the blue night dropped on the world. I remembered you with my soul clenched in that sadness of mine that you know. ... The book fell that always closed at twilight and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet. ... Always, always you recede through the evening..

ref: some pieces of memorable Pablo Neruda piecemealed into a selfie review... #alwaysGivingCredit