A Beautiful Story
Here it is...a beautiful story about us....
The theme of us has been
written about for ages.
Love missed us,
Personal tragedies,
Shared but not shared,
shaped us.
We did our best
To live,
To survive,
Different kinds of battles
But battles none the less.
Bloodied, battered,
Life taught us how
To survive and we have.
Our worlds were so much the same
But different.
You have always been in my heart,
That's simple to say.
Men can be so transparent
And I am not so different.
Early on I knew
I was a romantic,
A sensitive,
A poet,
An Actor and Singer.
But war changed that for me.
At fifteen I saw your beauty
And innocence.
That is what I've had in my heart
to this very moment.
This is so fun....
Your have seen so meny
Coastlines from yaughts
and Mohitos.
while I have driven through the jungles
and marches of Honduras
to see the same sunset.
And yes....
You there with me...
Something like Hemingway
I am to you you've said to me..
I like the comparison.
Battle tested.
Well traveled
And read.
Yep, that's me.
And I can cook too.
Baby, your life is the stuff
of million dollar movies.
The glamor of Hollywood,
The Red Carpet
Doesn't care about last
Nights fight.
But you are a fighter.
Your Father taught you lessons
In his own way as did mine.
We share that.
Baby,
My love.
We aren't from
different social worlds.
Our values are the same,
We complement each other
If you can get past my long hair.
I love you.
My love,
You have given to me
a most precious gift
these past few days
Love...me
Copyright © Randall Smith | Year Posted 2010
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