It's another day without you; I have been to your grave today. I sat for a short moment thinking of you, remembering our first meeting. I was sat in that cozy coffee shop, reading my book. You came through the door wearing that navy blue sharp suit, it flattered your sea blue eyes. I was wearing my floral white dress; you told me once it was your favorite it showed off my long silky-smooth legs. You looked straight at me with a glow on your face.
You received your coffee and strolled over to my table. I was hooked on your voice the moment you said hello. I couldn't say no after the third time you asked me many invitations for a date for the next few days; you didn't give up and I'm thankful you didn't. You made every day special, little notes here and there, enthusiastic kisses that made me tremble. Then one morning you said your last goodbye, the drunk driver took my soul mate from me. I will never find another like you my darling, I haven't tried looking. I'm yours forever.
I turn to face you in once was called our bed. You would stare waiting for my eyes to open, gazing into my tired eyes as I see you. Baby, I saw you, my best friend, my husband, my lover. You were my everything. Your warm breath brushes pass my soft cheek as you pull me in closer towards you. Your masculine frame cradles me with a tender embrace. I close my eyes, your soft lips, and mine lock making Enthusiastic tender kisses.
Our bodies pressed together heatedly, breathing heavily as our lips pressed together. I could taste our shared breath, feel the thud of our combined heartbeat.
I opened my eyes, baby you weren't there. was I dreaming? was my mind playing cruel tricks on me? If I had a bus ticket to heaven, I would step off and embrace those tender hugs and kisses just one more time.
I finished work late today; I felt a warm presence at my side as I stroll along the sidewalk heading for home. I didn't feel I was alone, I didn't feel scared either. Was it my mind playing tricks on me again? If I had a bus ticket to heaven, I would grasp your hand, we would go for a stroll one more time.
I cooked a delicious meal for one it was your favorite, grilled chicken, and cheese with soft jacket potato, melted butter. I felt a calm presence gazing across the other side of the table where you use to sit. If I had a bus ticket to heaven, I would take a picnic basket with your favorite meal, we would eat together one more time.
The phone rings, I pick up and there's a sound of silence, was it you? Were you trying to speak to me? How I miss your husky loving voice. If I had a bus ticket to heaven, how I would listen to your loving words, I love you just one more time.
Baby you wouldn't recognize me, I don't recognize myself. Who is this old soul staring back at me in the mirror. I feel a young soul standing behind me, soft breath against my ear. Masculine arm taking hold of me, soft kisses caressing my bare neck. Is it my old mind playing tricks on me? If I had a bus ticket to heaven, it would be a one-way ticket baby, just to be with you for a lifetime.
The end.
