I drive these curvy mountain roads
through the mists of my lonliness
guiding the wheels from side to side
watching the phones lite not to shine.
We talked in early morning hours
I dare not be the next to call
and thus invade your private time
so I drive silent hour after hour.
Behind the eyes that watch these roads
I see your bright green eyes that shine
and feel your lips pressed up to mine
tis but a dream I live this day.
Fore the distance be far away
and our time has come but late
so it is in only my dreams
and 'cross the lines that we may be.
Heartfelt poetry, Budd. Magical verses.
Many blessings,
+Linda
You are a wonderful writer Budd!
Teresa
*Budd* is surely very gentle!
Lady Vivian
gives you time to reflect and recall.
All the things that you hold dear
and keep close to your heart.
Such a lovely romantic vision.
I can see you behind the wheel of your car
driving and seeing these green eyes looking
back to you... "I see your bright green eyes that shine"
Just a wonderful piece!
Love and Light
Lily
Sandy
Sometimes dreams can come true, especially when you both share the same dreams.
A distance can never be to far, and when your time has come it's never to late
Love ya!
Jane
and feel your lips pressed up to mine
tis but a dream I live this day."
Dreams have a way of touching you and making everything all real, my friend. I so enjoyed this offering.