STARGAZINGA Poem by timthyAn ode to a loved one...past or presentAs I watch you sleep My thoughts run ever so wild Like the blissful daydreaming Of an innocent child As I lie awake Within my sleepless slumber Your countless beauty Always will remain unnumbered Like the placement of the moon Controlling the waves of the ocean Thoughts of you keep my mind In constant perpetual motion Your hair of pure silk Each delicate strand As if woven with perfection By God's own perfect hand The scent of your skin As it permeates the room Like violets in springtime Beginning to bloom As you lay sleeping I watch you for hours Beauty surpassing a garden Adorned with its flowers Your lips moist and gentle Like the fresh morning dew There are countless creations That remind me of you You lie there angelic So peaceful and still I whisper I love you And I always will Hearts beating in unison As if beating in tune Your heartbeat so gentle Like raindrops in June These memories are so priceless Held close to my heart Memories giving me hope While we are apart Always remember our promise Whatsoever you may do For I will keep your heart And pray you keep mine too For my heart is yours Mind , body, and soul For my ultimate happiness Is in your complete control Our time apart Leaves a desolate, empty space Awaiting that wonderful day That I will again see your face Just know my beloved How truly precious you are So reach now towards the heavens And embrace our true loves star Just remember my precious angel That star created a love divine Tis that star that will reunite us Back together in time Each night before I lay my head I wish upon that very star To love, and guide, and keep you No matter where you are So my dear, When you wish upon our star Be it night , or the dawn of day Tis that star that binds us together Always only a heartbeat away....
© 2014 timthyAuthor's Note
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Added on January 24, 2014 Last Updated on January 24, 2014 Authortimthycoloniial heights, VAAboutI am a sagittarius, I write based on ultimate highs and surrealistic lows. I usually don't cover the middle ground. Not pessimistic, not optimistic, just REALISTIC. I look forward to critiques, and be.. more..Writing
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