THE SAME

It’s the same time…

And the same feeling…

It’s just a different time;

And the same feeling….

And yet

I am still missing you

It is the same place

Those same memories

Those same footsteps

Passing by

The same train journey

Yet now I get off

Way to early

And yet my

Heart still yearns for you.

It was those same steps,

That same smile,

That same flutter of that heart,

Its was excitable beginnings,

Where one could only think about winning….

Yes to the sweet caresses

Yes to time spent on thinking ‘bout heels and dresses

Stockings bought and hold –ups torn

Kisses the trouble started near the ironing board!

It was a cold winter without him,

Without his lashes to shield her

She felt a shiver but she soldiered on

The memories still kept her warm.

Armed against the bitter thrashing of allowing

And all that opening the gates do bring

Love is like a frosty morning

That sun’s warmth does blight the glistening.

AND STILL I RISE

06.10.2010