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It All Leads to One Day

Contributed by nvn_jacobs on Thursday, 2nd April 2009 @ 01:14:37 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

Close your eyes
And come with me.
Down a great, long,
And so needed journey.
Seperated by 30 plus miles,
On a snowy December nite,
Is where it all started.
Where I first saw that light.
You called me first.
I was surprised to hear your voice,
After I moved so long ago.
But I, myself, had no choice.
I left after we first met.
You stayed here.
Why did I have to leave.
To the city of Belvidere.
Two-hundred ten days went by,
Till I got off work.
Listening to your sister give directions,
Did not really work.
I got lost in a driveway,
In two completely different neighborhoods.
Any further,
I would have wound up in the woods.
When I finally got there,
And you opened the door,
That sparkle in your eye;
I almost fell to the floor.
We talked for hours,
About everything and then some.
I started to meet your family,
And I knew I should have come.
At half past six,
I stood up and had to go.
It did not last long.
I came swerving back through the snow.
We went to a store,
Not soon to be forgotten.
We flirted without knowing it,
Our minds gone rotten.
Afterward,
I took you home.
I had the butterfiles,
From there to Rome.
And still do.
Probably for all my life,
And I still want you,
Forever as my wife.

Copyright © nvn_jacobs ... [ 2009-04-02 13:14:37]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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