Half a World Away
the clouds conspire to write your name
the stones rearrange themselves
to spell that by which you are called
and i find myself missing you
half a world away
my spare moments turn to thoughts of you
i remember our times together
your smile, your hair, that one look in your eyes
i remember and i smile
you were the first girl i kissed
the first girl i wanted to kiss
i remember when we first met
i walked upstairs and there you were
you caught my eye immediately
i found myself drawn to you
you introduced yourself
we shook hands
and from that day forth we spoke
every day for more than a month
things moved quickly from there
far quicker than i thought they would have
but they, those all-knowing 'they,'
had warned me that it would be so
such is the nature of love
they proclaimed, secure in their knowledge
and so i find myself eyeing the clouds
watching them move and spell out
your name
and i think of you
i fall asleep with thoughts of you
i arise, and you are my first thought
i know not where life's paths may lead
but i hope and pray that our paths
may go thither together
God, of course, knows much more
but He has as yet neglected to tell me
and though it was your form, your face
your external appearance, your body
which was what caught my eye
your mind engaged mine
our hours of conversation revealed
your spirit, shining and bright
which finally led me to say those three words
i do not now know
how it was i lived without knowing you
so fully do i find that we complete each other
there is a click, a fitting together of pieces, of minds
and so here i am
writing at midnight
half a world away
thinking of you, my love
i move my finger through the air
and spell out your name
and i smile, thinking that you will call
me and all this so-called poetry
too romantic
after all, i muse
i as yet remember
that first time i gave you flowers
so practical you are
i still remember
lilies, orchids, sunflowers
peonies, but only white and pink
calla lilies and ferns
but
never a potted plant
the simple look
very fitting for you
a natural beauty
captivating as merely yourself
i miss you
but i know, gladly
that it is only a matter of weeks
a few more, and we will again see each other
how i long to hold your hand, to hold you
to look into your eyes and see the smile therein
and to smile back
i miss you, dearest, i truly do.
and thus i close this poem
from a half a world away
may God guide you and
guard you
I thank Him for this
friendship
companionship
relationship
and pray that He may guide us
in all our
words, deeds and thoughts
to live according to His way.
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