Documentation of love
By JingaBelle
Looking out the window
Rain has come for a visit
I wish you
were here to warm me
I am amazed at how this has happened
39
years alone
Even when I had a warm body wrapped around me
Then
across the water
You heard my lonely song
It was never supposed
to happen this way
It?s painful and beautiful
Hopeful and terrifying
If they don?t love me here
How could this be any different
If
one little event had not occurred
I wouldn?t be writing this
I
think of all the ?I almost didn?t?? ?s
And through all of that
An electronic love blossoms
Someone to show me all I knew of love
Was completely wrong
It didn?t take many days for me to fall in
love
It wasn?t even a month before I knew you were mine
And I
am yours
But measure our time in hours and intensity
And what
we have said
We?ve loved a lifetime
And I know you like the lines
in my palm
Predicting love is late for me
This wait is excruciating
in the land of freedom
Where everyone else is free to fall in love
Walk hand in hand
Make love on a rainy afternoon
Look into
each other?s eyes
But they tell us to wait
We have to document
our love
And display it for all to see
Then sit nervously waiting
for judgment
Is it enough? Will you let us begin?
I am tied here
firmly
And you are ready to fly
Or I would be with you already
What a scary feeling to think
39 means you must ask Uncle Sam for
my hand in marriage
And he?s a brutal man
Comments on "Documentation of love"
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On Thursday, September 9, 2010, johnbevan17
(52) wrote:
A beautiful poem, heart felt, and yerning, 39 and begin your life a fresh, there is a light at the end of Uncle Sam's mess. still pining..