A surprise call during the day to say “I Love You”
A small hug when I least expect it.
Opening and closing the car door for me.
Walking hand in hand quietly talking.
Caring about how my day went.
Offering me quiet loving passion.
The sadness is really hard to bear, struggling on the edge of love.
To really know if it is lost or still there, buried so deep under hurt, guilt and sorrow.
Or is it just a fond remembrance of a once new and passionate love?
The answers, the truth, lay deep inside.
There is no shortcut, no gentle path, it’s an uphill battle all the way.
There will be a time, when you crest the hill, and the answer quietly appears.
You may be talking tall and alone or holding hands with the love of your life.
Only time and patience and tears will tell what your heart already knows,
but silently waits to whisper to your soul.
I love your caress
the gentle touch of your hand
the warmth of your body next to mine.
I love the time we spend together
in a place that has no name.
No street signs point the way
no one else knows
found only by loving hearts