As My Forever Waits On Me
Streets glazed over in wintered frostings,
traffic lights reflect glistening hues
painting this sidewalk festive
As I walk, my breath floats before me,
not unlike a ghostly apparition,
then disappearing waiting on the next
Footsteps striding to the song in my head
“You and me” that is our song…
Chills converge, though not from cold,
My rapidly beating heart sings
and it stays with me, never ending in my mind,
for I dream the lyrics are her words to me
Changing lanes a slippery endeavor
as I cross over the hidden yellow lines
coated white beneath blurred tire tracks,
ruts, like life used to be…before her,
before winter became beautiful
and opening my eyes each day a blessing
Making my way to her door step,
my pulse races between each fluttering snowflake,
perhaps anticipation, perhaps nerves…
rehearsing once more,
practice makes perfect they say…
as my forever waits on me
Reaching in my pocket I remove the small box
lifting the lid I smile at the sparkle,
dispersing the rays of a November sun,
shimmering in my eyes,
now mesmerized by the wonder that is us…
hoping she will say yes
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2016
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