tonight while my bread was baking
i sneaked outside
and oh! the air was crisp and clean
the stars were shining vaguely overhead
slightly red
i watched them twinkle
as the glowing planes flew by
i sat down on the steps
wishing you were there
to be my blanket
be my pillow
and hold my hand
while i danced the time
between us away
but tomorrow’s not today
is it?
otherwise i’d memorize
your laugh
so you would always lurk
in the smokey shadows
of my memories
yet to be.
for now i wonder
if you hear the crickets
sing the way i do
as i dance in the dark
humming my
someday song
If you wrote this, as I’m assuming you did: Amazing. Love it. And I got tingles. Write some more!
A –
This poem made me very happy. =)
B