I
don’t know
what words will form,
when I speak
of your lips
and the tenderness
with, which I’d kiss
you.
I
have come
so far,
to hear you sing,
each moment with you
is everything.
If
I could write
my path to fate,
I’d never feel
a need
to hesitate.
But.
If I could skip,
I’d miss the days.
Swimming down
the wild beyond
my path to you
is my own song.
It’s all built up
for me to say
it won’t be long
before it’s yours to stay.