A result of what may turn out to be impending love, I find it rather difficult to articulate, these days,
Finding myself sitting scowling in the mirror, unable to find the words to correctly say,
We are wedged between the twin abysses, of ‘never’ and ‘forever’,
But while that’s a lovely way to be, it ties my tongue in knots!
What I say in voice or may say in conversation or email, betrays just how my soul sings in spontaneity,
You don’t deserve these inconsequential words, you deserve symphonies and marching bands,
But all this happened so fast, I’ve had no time for preparation…
I didn’t have time to call the brass band, or book the dancing girls!
You could never understand the shivering joy, of realising you’re not just a figment of my imagination,
The breathless excitement of realising, YOU EXIST!
And that, for the hundredth time today is how I’m feeling,
Proven only by my smiling eyes, and in the way I hold myself…
A bag of tiny foil-wrapped chocolate eggs are proof of you, although that evidence may disappear,
Being the antidote to how much I’m missing you right now, it provides a tasty distraction!
Although even chocolate could never keep you far from my thoughts…
You are the sweetest thing, and you satisfy me!
I always thought it would be in the long, languishing hours that I realised what’s going on,
But NO! It was in the hurry and the rush of the night before…
Anyway… what am I talking about? The words I do have… they just seem to roll around my mouth!
Your name rolls off my tongue, familiar but yet exotic at the same time!
If I may, I would like to suggest something to you, distraction of my heart, king of the hill…
I cannot give you roses and hand-written letters, although if I could… I most certainly would!
But I give you myself, and all that is kept within me!
There seems no need to be scared, I could even sleep in your arms, if you’d let me…
I always thought that this revelation that I have had, would come with alarm bells and jugglers…
Clowns capering, children laughing, pretty ladies standing upright on cantering horses!
There are no fairground rides or hamburger stands, or fireworks displays, to distract this thought…
There is just you, in front of me, and that’s all I desire.
Finding myself sitting scowling in the mirror, unable to find the words to correctly say,
We are wedged between the twin abysses, of ‘never’ and ‘forever’,
But while that’s a lovely way to be, it ties my tongue in knots!
What I say in voice or may say in conversation or email, betrays just how my soul sings in spontaneity,
You don’t deserve these inconsequential words, you deserve symphonies and marching bands,
But all this happened so fast, I’ve had no time for preparation…
I didn’t have time to call the brass band, or book the dancing girls!
You could never understand the shivering joy, of realising you’re not just a figment of my imagination,
The breathless excitement of realising, YOU EXIST!
And that, for the hundredth time today is how I’m feeling,
Proven only by my smiling eyes, and in the way I hold myself…
A bag of tiny foil-wrapped chocolate eggs are proof of you, although that evidence may disappear,
Being the antidote to how much I’m missing you right now, it provides a tasty distraction!
Although even chocolate could never keep you far from my thoughts…
You are the sweetest thing, and you satisfy me!
I always thought it would be in the long, languishing hours that I realised what’s going on,
But NO! It was in the hurry and the rush of the night before…
Anyway… what am I talking about? The words I do have… they just seem to roll around my mouth!
Your name rolls off my tongue, familiar but yet exotic at the same time!
If I may, I would like to suggest something to you, distraction of my heart, king of the hill…
I cannot give you roses and hand-written letters, although if I could… I most certainly would!
But I give you myself, and all that is kept within me!
There seems no need to be scared, I could even sleep in your arms, if you’d let me…
I always thought that this revelation that I have had, would come with alarm bells and jugglers…
Clowns capering, children laughing, pretty ladies standing upright on cantering horses!
There are no fairground rides or hamburger stands, or fireworks displays, to distract this thought…
There is just you, in front of me, and that’s all I desire.
