At your brightest
\nby cricketjeff on September 18, 2009.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved
\nNo I didn’t see the roses when you walked across the park
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 They were beautiful but you’re beyond compare
\nAnd the rainbow left me wishing that the sky was clear and dark
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 The sort of night I know you love to share
\nThere were strawberries and ice-cream but to me they were not sweet
\nI have tasted you in kisses and desserts cannot compete<\/p>\n
Though the water fell like crystal as it sparkled in the sun
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 I could only see the sunlight in your hair
\nOther couples giggled brightly at the showground full of fun
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 But I hardly noticed other folk were there
\nFor you filled my heart with promise and your voice was in my mind
\nIf our lives are treasure hunting then I’ve nothing left to find<\/p>\n
Stood on England’s highest mountain with a view across the sea
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 But it wasn’t rolling hills that made me stare
\nThere was nothing in the distance like the vision next to me
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Shining brighter than the wildest solar flare
\nAll the time that we were walking I was elsewhere in my head
\nAnd the hills I would be scaling were your contours in our bed<\/p>\n
On the beach away from strangers golden sand that stretched for miles
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Wasn’t tanned to pure perfection like your skin
\nAnd the sea though warm and playful didn’t tempt me like your smiles
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 As your opened lips requested I walk in
\nAnywhere we go together you are all that I can see
\nAnd when you are standing by me are the times that I am free<\/p>\n
In the moment of my waking when the dawn turns into day
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Other men believe the sun provides the light
\nBut these others are misguided and they don’t have you for play
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 And they haven’t been beside you through the night
\nYou’re my sunshine in the morning all night long you are my Moon
\nBut you’re shining at your brightest making love all afternoon!<\/p>\n
Author notes
\nIn case you couldn’t guess I chose the “light” option, and before I get
\ncomments wishing to be me, it’s a poem not a diary entry!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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