He Called Me Sunshine
The feel of his hand, the touch of his face
It was all I could ask for and a warm embrace
His voice softly, and his eyes were mine
A gentle yet whisper he says sunshine
My heart thuds at the words so sincere and true
His coal eyes staring back at my ocean blue
I stumble and ramble and start to say
His finger touches my lips in a knowing way.
This night was cold and the windows of ice
His warmth around me all would suffice
I traced his face and ran through his hair
My soul to his and for us to share
Though night is brief and then to day
So into his arms I think I shall stay
Unfair had I thought love to be
But he opened my heart and allowed me to see.
Yet our eternity can last only so
We faded and melted as did the snow
His voice now stern and his eyes away
What more did we have, nothing to say
Our love that was his as it was mine
I’ll never forget he called me sunshine
As water rushes my ocean blue
To this day I know what we had was true.
Copyright © Chris Na | Year Posted 2011
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