Wednesday, September 04, 2013

so far away

of days and nights
where time has taken flight
kind words and sweet nothings
sent across miles with cupids arrow

every minute and every hour
is filled with whispered messages
the heart is held sway and has surrendered
to one smiling million miles away

the eyes seem brighter every time he looks
the smile looks beautiful every time he adores
the face ever so lovely every time he glances
it is but a photograph that he remembers her by

all he wishes that she lie next to him
hearing her laugh
smelling her hair
kissing her lips

he might not be a magician
nor even a knight in shining armour
but what would he do to
have a magic carpet or a horse