I have loved the thought of you since dawn…
My soul was touched at twilight,
melting my five year old heart
as first stars appeared on the horizon in winter.
Hold my heart’s attention
like the saxophone notes
that breeze past gracing walls
as sounds drift up the stairs
stirring my eyelashes
as sleep envelops me.
For I have known the thought of you since nine…
When Alan pulled my hair and made me cry.
Not felt feelings this intense since twelve
when Michael kissed my mouth in darkness
on my childhood porch;
As she was imminently awaiting me,
the woman I could hardly wait to be.
I have heard the music of this melting voice,
my blood has turned to maple syrup more than once.
So intense they’ve since become
a warm caress of summer sun, ivory sand in late July.
For I have loved and lost but not as this,
knowing love and loss go hand in hand.
I still can hardly wait to feel your kiss…
This love of yours will surely be the one
that lifts my spirits higher than the plains.
Gently held in trust above the clouds,
time escaped though never lost in vain.
My arms are open wide to grasp the sun as if in reach…
praying for your touch so warm at dawn
as sleep surrounds my silent waiting heart.
Joy as this comes only once then may be gone.
For I have loved the thought of you since dawn…
and I will love the thought of you till I am gone…
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