Other Side

Love, if your there I'm knocking, peeping through the opposite side of the peephole. Love, you are everything I've ever wanted Champagne glasses splashed together in laughter Love, I know your busy, I promise not to take too much of your time Love, I know it's things we don't understand with the open swing of an door I'm sure the glimpse of each others eyes can shed some light on the corners of ourselves we keep hidden. One way or another we are destined to meet. The melting pot of hearts delight, Love, I can't keep missing you. The divine faith that I will catch you while your home, nothing to do. Holding on to times I've caught your passing glance, lingering in memory. Love, I know your day is filled with the tolling stress of work At times I know you feel the need to kick your feet up and just be yourself. Love, I'm saying I want to be there for that, delighted to indulge in the comfort of what we've yet taken time to do, Will you do me the favor of indulging, if just for a moment. The feathers of your hair fluttering through the wind, A collection of memories that burst into our cheeks soon as we see each other The ocean shore of future trips away from the welcome mat we've ventured to and from. Love, if there is anything on your mind I am here. Don't be afraid to speak your mind, Just as I've sought a moment of your time I would not forsake the need to ease your stress with a listening ear or something out of the ordinary and repeat back what you've just said. Dancing across each word that slips through your lips, With attentive ears and lips that crave to talk to you And only you. Love, I love the way you dress. Those stylish shoes, the aroma of that new perfume. It brings out the color of your eyes, the skin beneath the clothes you wear to protect the steady beating of your heart. If only my ears could find their home there, listening to each and every flutter of your heart. Renewing my faith in you. Love, to scream your very name in the hallways of your heart. Love, to find out more about you each moment I can, Love, I can't keep missing you. Knocking on your door without answer. Love, I will continue to wait until I can catch you when your not so busy. Re-imagining love on a different plight, another definition of what lure me to the light of your eyes, The pace my heart beats to each step of your foot. Love, I am the moth that is attracted to you, Attentively awaiting the reach of your hand. Fluttering left and right following the way you walk. Love, shed some light to the corners of myself that I keep hidden.