A dirty little town on the Thames is calling you away… (Sophie)
Nails bitten slowly down to shreds
As hope flies its lonely white flag
And my heart travels oceans
Searching for a destination; an end
For the emotions buried down deep
In a box labeled “not for the faint-hearted”
Too scared to leave the known comfort
Of strong arms holding me tightly
But he knew what you’d known for a year
On a mild autumn night
Where the stars aligned
And your eyes met with mine
Revealing the burning passion inside
That left me stuck mid-thought
In a breathless panic of desire
Until you found a stolen moment
And I caught a taste of betrayal
When your finger tips brushed against me
So faint, like a mere mistake
That you never meant to make
When you set sail for the sun
Leaving me far behind
I will dream of your journeys
Across lands unbeknownst to some
I will hold your words close
Seeking strength and solidarity
As I strive for victory alone
Silently, quietly, I will yearn for you.
But I will go on.
And when all is said and done
Today’s tomorrow is now found
I hope you recall these treasured times
And I pray that you will set out to find
Your fingers once again entwined with mine
Diagnosis:
You’ve got a serious case of….
Being in love.
Best wishes with everything Sophie, just don’t send too much of your heart to London town 😉
PXW
P.S. I never knew you had a romantic poetess in there – that’s some beautifully expressive prose.
Thanks for the comment PXW.
Lol. I’m not in love!!!!! And my heart is staying firmly on the streets of Melbourne that is for certain.
Thanks for the compliment regarding my writing….that means a lot considering some of my friends are poetic geniuses and I feel like my writing is nothing in comparison 🙂
xx