Your Lips Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

Your lips that I've kissed a hundred times
I will never kiss
your hand which felt so soft in mine
and fit so perfectly
I will never hold
your youth will never let near my old

Your eyes that sparkle and glisten
in the moonlight
will never meet mine
and you'll never see inside
or know my touch
my soul and my vibe

You only think you know me
but you'll never really know
and love can never grow
Not love and only hurt
can I seem to sow
and is all I know

But in my dreams which are bright
and never see the light
for them I have tried to fight
But you saw it best
to stop me in my tracks
crazy thought that I might care
or that you might somehow care back

These hands you will never touch
that had longed to hold you
and caress you
and now what's left to say
except, God Bless you.

The though was just beginning
but you said it must not grow
but before I leave
I just wanted you to know

My feelings though far away
were real and true
nobody made me feel so dreamy
except you

And now its awkward for two friends to talk
and I feel your aversion
and so I fade away
as a dream dies within me
For you I still pray


2008 © James T. Adair