Matt Gotlieb

Rookie - 0 Points (1985-11-17 / Johannesburg South Africa)

I U Will Meet - Poem by Matt Gotlieb

I feel
I dream
I touch
I smell
I look
And I see
In all your glory
In all your sweet, fragrant hair
Sweet luscious creamy skin
Your peach and apricot smell
Your eyes of purest heaven blue
Your lips of cherry sweet vine delights
Your fingers, your fingers caress the morning sky
And it withers at your touch
And your mouth speaks words
That makes the earth shy away
Your hands, your nose
Your lips longing for a kiss
Your hair longings to be stroked
To be curled
To be twiddled with by my fingers
Your eyes, If only the morning star could see it
Would it die
And I my love
I who can hold you
I who can touch you
I who can feel you beside me
You quack, shake, tremble and shy
And than fall
Fall into passionate, loving, tender kiss
And breathe the sweet life force into me
Breathe into me the savory incandescent succulent moments of
Happiness that you posses and I not yet can imagine

Than dream, dream another night
Dream another day, a week, a month, a year, a lifetime
Until I can see you
For I
I have not yet met you
I have not yet seen your face
Your cheek
Your eyes
Your hair
Your lips
I have not yet touched your cheek
Your finger tips
Your palms
Your neck
Your brow
Your nose
Your ears
I have not yet smelt you morning breath
I have not yet smelt your evening sigh
I do not know the perfume you wear
Or the look of your makeup

I long to share a morning with you
But I have not yet met you
I have not yet seen you
I do not know who you are
Or what your name is
All I know my love
Is that we are destined one day one day to met
Whether is be a second, a minute
An hour, a day, a week, a month, a year, or a lifetime away

Think of me
Dream of me
As I have dreamed of you
Trough all time
And space
And meaning
I am yours

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 7, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 12, 2011

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