Thursday 28th September
Sometimes I feel blue, then I think of you,
But sometimes my heart only aches;
I think back to days we’d only just met,
The trenches we did not foresake.
I have not forgetten the way that you scold,
Nor have I the way that you tease,
Today I cover my mouth when I burp;
Amendments for love, I appease.
I think of you in your cute yellow dress,
An angel, a golden-day glow,
I picture your smile, your damn-sexy aura,
I feel myself aching below.
I crave it, the touch of your strong slender body,
Your body, the way that it curls;
I dream of our bed, the littlest spoon,
Your warmth, shielding a grey world.
‘Cause inside a darkness, a fear of myself,
A fear of the trenches too deep;
I envy the others; it all seems so simple:
The lies, the secrets we keep.
When I think of you, I do feel alive,
I feel your love colourful cures;
Hold you in my arms and never let go,
And when you return I’ll be yours.
Love,
Kauri