The Most Beautiful Words I Never Spoke |
When the most beautiful words I never spoke
Are at the tip of my tongue and then I choke
On the possibility that you might respond
And then we€™ll meet, and I€™ll grow fond
Of the way your hair slowly covers your eye
Or the way your hand gently brushes mine
Or how the blood from my heart rushes
At every one of your sparking touches
Forcing my eyes to shut and body stilled
A quick deep breath and my lungs are filled
I can€™t move. The only thing moving is my mind
And all the images of you that it can find
Projected onto the back of my eyelids as a screen
Debuting a movie that no one else has seen
Or ever will, because once I regain sight
And start to gaze at the most beautiful thing in my life
The movie goes back into production inside my head.
But maybe I€™ll get to catch a sneak peak as I sleep in my bed.
All this goes on in the matter of seconds
And when it€™s all over, my heart beckons
For another moment just like it
A moment where my body won€™t fight it
How your touch invokes something so intangible
So much beyond anything imaginable
And all I can do is imagine us there
At that same table, at that same restaurant
At the same time, and our bodies in the same spot
Your eyes focused on mine, and mine on yours
And we stop time around us for what seems like hours
Just you and I continuing our lives without the world around us
And we€™ll continue talking about how love found us
And put us together for the very first time
How everything was easy as it just fell into line
I never knew what I was looking for until I met you
I never knew how to act until I watched what you do
When you talk to people that you don€™t know
How they walk away after with a certain glow
And as for me, I€™m a lighthouse shining bright
Protecting your shores from lost ships at night
Letting them know that I am guarding your beaches
And that tonight, land will be out their reaches
They€™ll have to set anchor in the ocean as blue
As the eyes I€™m staring at; the eyes of you.
This was a poem I wrote back in February of 2007 I was reminded of it when I watched this short film:
Nuit Blanche from Spy Films on Vimeo.
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