Friday, May 23, 2008

A Ride

If you ask the moon

It has its own tale to tell

For I saw it smile,

Behind the silhouette of a passing tree,

I saw it smile.


I struggled to keep my eyes on the road

The curves of your lips were so much more inviting,

I drove,

Humming a happy tune,

Tuning a happy song.


Snuggling a little,

A soft snore escaped.

I had to smile,

I found that really cute now,

Comforting too.


In the cool wind of the mountain air,

A lonely swaying light beneath the racing clouds,

The car glided, as I pulled you closer

Too scared to let go, too scared to let you go.

The Highway Man couldn’t have felt more romantic.


Suppressing my racing heart least you awaken,

Savoring the moment, the warmth in my arms too,

The night passed us by, like a dream too good to end

And I struggled to hold on to it,

Least the moment ends too soon.


Every journey has an end,

So did this one too.

All I pray is that this end has a beginning.

Come home Amore,

Let’s begin a Journey.

1 comment:

wordsworthmillions said...

'If you ask the moon
It has its own tale to tell
For I saw it smile,
Behind the silhouette of a passing tree,
I saw it smile.'
Super liked those lines. Very vivid images and the personification of is beautiful.