A Thousand Days of Love
Tonight I sit and reminisce.
Travelling back through hosts of memories,
Remembering our firsts.
The first time I saw your face;
When all the world receded,
And the clamour around me
Was silenced by your eyes.
I recall the racing of my heart,
And the tremor of nerves before
That first all night phone call,
Where we talked as friends long lost,
Or more, as lovers reunited.
When hours passed as fleeting moments
And we shared our secrets
As memories reminded.
I remember the dawn that morning;
The palest glow creeping through curtains
And your voice, more natural to me than breath.
Time has taken wing;
These memories made
Remain fresh
And clear as mountain streams,
Not faded by the passing of hours, months and years.
But why tonight of all
Do I recall these firsts, my dearest?
It is because tonight I prepare
For just one more.
As I look towards our years to come,
I give thanks to you
My soul, my heart,
For finding me, and for our first
One thousand days of love.
Copyright © Simon Cartlidge | Year Posted 2014
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