Griffin Smith
You’re a perfect sight
and on sleepless nights,
I climb to new heights
to hear your voice.
The flame can alter,
but never die or falter.
You’re a glass of clean water
in a desert of past regrets.
Celestial stars,
returning scars,
and flashing cars.
Hold my hand once more.
I’ll be in your ear when the sun rises.
I’ll be there when the sun sets.
I’ll be willing to make compromises
as long as you’ll say yes.
The truth is better than all my dreams.
Unprecedented joy and endless smiles.
I’d be willing to drive thousands of miles
just to feel your touch.
Wondrous eyes,
pupils enlarging
with a slight glimmer.
Let me see them again.
Tell me about your day
as I hold your hands again
and gaze into the eyes of perfection
once more.
Somehow, some way…
I’ll marry you some day.
Run your fingers through my hair.
It’s far too much to bear.
That first grasp.
A touch of freedom.