Colloquial Us
Life without you was okay, it was fine. Life was lived, alone and not right.
Days turned to night, spent drowning.
In sorrow, beer and wine.
T’was chance that got us to this, a quick swipe, a pineapple gripe, who would’ve thought it could be what it is.
December late, no coffee, no date.
A boozy encounter paired with some cheeky fun banter.
Feelings were seeded, unknowingly needed.
Slowly loves fuse was ignited, no fear, pure excitement.
Rocky seas, hard roads and tough times we’ve both been dealt.
Together we will not be beat, our bond will bare no welt.
Now I’m with you, I have a purpose, I have a goal.
A mused life, now coupled to a soul. You help me grow, you make me whole. Only with you do I want to grow old. Many hours, many days, I reflect on our ways.
My heart aches, with the thought of the pain that’s been made.
I am doing my best, to learn from each time, each time I’ve spent being blind.
Blind to your needs, blind to your thoughts, blind to my actions which have hindered our bind.
Love, can be so fickle, it’s power so intense, it can cause quite the pickle. My love for you is never ending, my limits, my boundaries, forever bending.
Alone, at home, we bicker we fight. But for you I’ll never not fight.
When I wake, like glue to paper my eyes are stuck on you.
As I lay and watch you snooze, its real, its true.
There is only one woman for me, it’s you, just you.
Breaths so soft, skin so smooth, your mind free from the daily groove.
It’s taken me a while, to finally sit back, take a moment, and smile.
I have a long way to go, not a kilometre, nor a mile.
Our journey together has just begun, it is scary, it is wild, there is push and there is shove, but in the end, it is fuelled by love.
About this poem
Something I wrote from me to her. First time writing anything of this length or calibre.
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Written on September 12, 2021
Submitted on December 09, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic octameter |
Characters | 1,776 |
Words | 367 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 5, 2, 2, 3, 2, 4, 3 |
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