Watching You

I see you from afar and wonder how you are. I try to catch your eye so you know that I spy, the shimmer of your hair catches my eye and your image occupies my head as I lie in bed. I want to say hello but the rejection I just dread. I wonder if you are happy or long for someone close to share all your days and make memories you value the most. 

I see your body tattooed and very slim, is thinking about you really a sin? I want to see you on summer days and walk with you in the sun’s haze, to whisper sweet nothings in your ear and be glad I’m here. I want to feel your body the soft warm skin,  the tremor of your pulse as our love sinks further in. I see your face absent of a grin, and wonder what is within. 

Let me hold your hand and walk with you bare foot on warm sand. Let me enrobe you in my arms and smother you with tickets and charms, when you panic and cry let me bring calm, to wipe away your tears and whisper I love you in your perfect ears. 

But I am scared to say how I feel in case you laugh and think that I am daft. Opening up my heart has never been my craft. But if I catch your eye and you see my smile so Rye then know I really want to say I want you to come out and stay. If you find this poem and think it’s all about you, only you know what you must really do. And if you feel the same as I do, then pop over and tell me that you really do. 


Whisper in your ear, hoping you might hear, smelling your perfume as I enter the room, holding you close to make the most. Again, I whisper, I love you, in your ear, deep in sleep I hope you subconsciously hear.

Watching every breath you take and count the ones that are fake, watch your chest rise and fall, I so want you all. I watch you turn, squirm and wriggle, in a dream you let out a giggle. I put my arm over your shoulder and cuddle in tight, spooning in the middle of the night. 

I whisper again as I feel your silk skin, you just fart and pull a grin. I pull you further in, feeling the warmth of your body, intertwined body and mind. Creating heat from heads to our feet, drifting in and out of sleep. 

I Wonder

I wonder what it feels like to put my arms around you when I’m feeling blue, tucked up under the covers just me and you. I wonder what it would be like to hold your hand as we walk barefoot across the sand. I long to stare in to your eyes and hear contented sighs. I wonder what it would be like to feel your bare skin, to laugh and joke while drinking whiskey or gin. I long to see the sunlight glinting in your hair, and imagine what you feel like when I am not there.

I wonder if you dream as well and if you would really care, I long to see your inner side and your artistic flare. I yearn to see the moon light flicker off your dress, to ask you on a date and hope that you say yes.

I wonder if I feature in your dreams at night, I never thought I ever would but now I think I might. And do you see my name and wonder if we would be right, is it just a pipe dream in the cold harsh reality of light. Would you return my phone call and send messages of love, written with your fair hand in a silky glove?

I guess what I’m asking is would you feel love, could we be together like two snow-white doves, when the dark days come around would our love still be sound. I often sit and wonder what it would be like to go out for a day, sunbathing in a field nibbling on some hay. Finally, I wonder if you would even look up when I say I want to sip from your cup.