Twelve strikes chime in under the chaos of stars
our crescent moon smiling down,
the wind echoes your name across this spring day -
floating and fluttering.
I blow a kiss to the moon hoping it'll blow it back to you,
far and wide against your autumn sky to surround you.
Seven thousand miles away,
insane how our worlds have changed.
A year has passed,
it now seems we're strangers alas.
My star-crossed lover,
my heart still beats for you.
You still hold the key,
I'll be yours for all eternity.
Memories storm my mind like flashes from a camera:
the seaplane, the lighthouse, the picnic.
You're just so divine.
Your smile, your laugh, your kiss,
those chestnut chocolate eyes.
Losing you is life in silence,
no words can explain my love for you,
expect: "You're the risk I'll always take."
My heart is stubborn but the heart has reason that reason cannot know,
and my heart knows you.
No matter what I'll be here waiting.
Until the stars fall from the sky,
until the oceans and rivers run dry,
until the universe cease to exist,
I will wait.
I will love.
I will gaze at the chaos of stars above.
I'll continue to blow a kiss to our moon,
praying it'll deliver the warmth of my lips to you.
Until we meet again in this life or the next,
I'll wipe my tears away,
grinning knowing today is your special day.
Tater, go celebrate.
Smile and laugh,
have a ball - 'cause you deserve it all.
I'll tip my glass,
whispering of a dream, just how much you still mean to me.
Congratulations, happy birthday!
It's your name day.
Twenty-six years young,
your entire life yet to unfold.
Twelve strikes chime in and glasses clink for you.
Happy birthday Emma!
Blow out your candles, make a wish, and make it true,
'cause baby you deserve everything this world has to offer you.
"This poem is a nice combination of magic and reality. The first two stanzas feel very surreal, they have some sort of classical vibe with all the stars and the moon creating ethereal imagery. I thought the transition to more realistic imagery was done very cleverly. The first line o the third stanza states: "Memories storm my mind", storm being the keyword of a more exaggerated verb that fits the classical vibe I was talking about before. But this "storm" fits perfectly well with the "flashes" and the "camera", subtly growing into something more personal: the seaplane, the lighthouse, the picnic. Truly divine, but also very intimate if you know what I mean. I loved the transition to the "chestnut chocolate eyes" too, it's all very romantic yet genuine at the same. Each stanza seems to add another spark to the poem, but not to the extent that things get over the top. Well done."
This is beautiful and as Maher said how's it's been missed I'll never know.
The title caught m.y eye and the poem it's self didn't leave me at all disappointed..
Although this lady isn't with you daily she is yours truly and obviously means a lot. Love can do funny things to us like that. I myself have been through a long distant relationship and it can hurt like hell when you aren't with them in the aspect of not talking to them or whatever. I love the descriptive and imagery you use, perfect. Nominated also.