A Float through Night Skies and Other Poems in Youth

Love Sentiments

Alone – here I sit with pondering thought,

Most of thought was merely naught,

I'd rather lie along tracks –

With a running train,

Then fear I'd write your name

Within a nonsense plain.

Hours, minutes, searching

Moving from place to place,

The words, I search was not

Grasped,

For you, the struggle of you

Was blindingly true.

I was scared, frightened

Anxious you may hate it –

This gift you seek

Was just a peek

To my full appreciation.

You speak to me like I was real

I loved that,

You looked to me as if I was

I loved that,

A moment glimpsed to be,

No – it was not fleeting

I hope it not to be.

I'd come with great liking to you

The you who tries to be with me

Through screens and screens

Which always seemed –

A quiet portal to your restless

Dream.

They glow –

Your eyes; yes, they do

A gleaming sheen that lustres,

With beaming colours of radiant brown –

A colour that mixes a familial sound.

Your tresses –

Yes, they flow like wavy brooks,

A dark waterfall hitting below,

Falling to your shoulders – ever so.

They're small –

Your lips; a slight pinkish hue,

It blends well, along a smile that tugs

But then – in the end – aligned with cute shrugs.

This doesn't suffice my whole opinion

Together – these words were strung

In union,

An effort made to tell you

To address you,

Of a happy place, I've placed

For you.