We will be together.
I can hear your laughter,
like music chimes on the wind.
And your smile is radiance,
like the sun it warms me.
Your touch is soft and gentle,
fingers brush tears from my cheek.
And I taste your lips against mine,
sweeter than any chocolate.
But you become ash in my mouth,
and slip through my fingers like sand.
For you are a hope and a dream,
a lie my mind made and my heart believes.
Are you real or just a phantom,
a simple figment of my rumination?
Do you stare at the same stars in longing,
or are you like the void that separates them?
My heart says that you too are waiting,
for what cradles you in imagination.
We will be together.
Someday.
But as a general critique, be careful of cliches: laughter and chimes, sun and smile, lips and chocolate, stars and longing. The 4th stanza is probably my favourite
I see being a hopeless romantic a blessing and a curse: we know what we want in a lover and don't waste much time on meaningless relationships (hopefully) but we must also suffer through great lengths of loneliness as we wait and search and wait and search.
It's simply what we must do to find our special someone!
And when I find her, I'll definitely show her!
It means SO MUCH to me to get a compliment like that!
Let's keep hoping and pressing on till we find them, kay?