I daydream of you and I,
In a field of flowers,
Laying side by side.
My hand in your hand,
Your skin on my skin,
With nothing to hide.
No words spoken,
Only gazing at each other,
Glad to be alive.
I daydream of you and I,
In a field of flowers,
Laying side by side.
My hand in your hand,
Your skin on my skin,
With nothing to hide.
No words spoken,
Only gazing at each other,
Glad to be alive.
Sometimes I even
Daydream about your embrace
That’s how good it is
Here’s something I wrote for someone but decided to share with you for Valentines Day instead. I have no plans for today aside from go to work, probably do a little bit of studying and then spend the evening watching Season 2 of Rumour has it on YouTube.
Or perhaps I’ll watch a romantic movie like ‘A walk to remember’, ’10 things I hate about you’ or maybe even ‘Say Anything’ because who doesn’t love an 80s classic.
Over the past week or so Valentines day has been on my mind. Not because there’s anyone in particular I’ll be spending the day with but more just thoughts of romance in general.
Last year I posted a photo on instagram and made a joke in the caption that I was checking my phone for V-day messages. A couple of months ago I wrote a poem for someone and last week I thought it might be nice to share it with the person on Valentines day which granted is kind of lame but I’m that kind of person.
But then a couple days passed and I realised that writing a poem for someone is even more special and meaningful than I initially thought. And I find that with many of the poems I write, they represent a fleeting thought or a moment that has passed, instead of my true overall feelings.
So instead of sharing a poem with a past love, I’m going to share it with you instead.