One Day, Someday...Dec. 25, 2010
One day, I will look into your eyes; like dark liquid chocolate; or like deep clear water; or like gentle grey-green leaves...the color does not matter, only that those eyes will look right through me, into my soul.
One day, I will touch your hand; rough and work-worn; or soft and pale; or strong and tanned...such things do not matter, only that your touch will zing through me like a delicious frisson of electric shock.
One day, I will hear your voice; sweet and mannerly; or harsh and uncultured; or average and simplistic...tone does not matter, as long as I know your ever word carries your love to me.
One day, I will speak my every thought and feeling without fear, and you will be free to do the same.
One day, I will see my every longing reflected in you...and you will find your every wish within me.
One day, I will find you, or you will find me.
FeatherInTheWind 22-25, F 8 Responses 6 Dec 25, 2010