Wednesday, April 4, 2012

The ship story

As I sit here, on my bed,
I so fear, in my head,
Your love, care and worth,
And for all of it, there's no dearth,

I cry, thinking its time I'm back,
I miss you, for all I need is love,
Your hug and short little peck
I have so many things, I choose to shove

Your hazel eyes add sparkle,
I smile, you're just wonderful
I'm sailing, oh, didn't I say that?
M V Explorer, sans you, very bad

I'm happy, when you want me to be
I'm sad when I choose to be
It's the latter that is killing me
Oh you've done so much to me, so much to me

Should I say I love you,
I should do that in Hebrew,
So I know what I'm saying
And you think I'm only playing!

The ocean's INK blue,
It's rocking, why, we have NO clue!
We are miles apart, I miss you
You want me to do this, anything for you

When pen meets paper, some call it poetry
But for me, it is BEAUTY,
You don't want to hear this, my sudden gush of silent coo,
And, well, it is all only for you.

And this is to say, how much I love you,
If not for you, I wouldn't have been who I am today.
If not for you, I don't know what I'd do,
Yet again, I love you, today, tomorrow, everyday.

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