I have this picture in my head
Of you loving the color red;
It would make sense, I love it too,
But you make it distinctly you.
I could speak about your body
But in the end it would be bawdy.
I look at your eyes, anyways –
I could speak about them for days.
What’s most impressive, however,
Is how we will speak forever
On things of various subjects
And shared love of pretty objects.
There will be a day when we vow,
In every way we know how,
To keep our passion protected,
Make our love never neglected.
I wish I knew more about you,
But these day dreams will have to do.
I wonder if you think the same?
Or is this just my little game?
I would love to know where we meet –
I would move there and take my seat,
Tomorrow can not come sooner
Why is our love a late bloomer?
Don’t answer that, the fault is mine
and we will meet within some time
I guess I can’t wait, till that date,
Hopefully I won’t be too late.
I thought about writing about a friend or two, but then I got the itch to write some Iambic Tetrameter. Check out what other people did for this prompt:
Update 4/26/2014: I’m going to add another link to a daily prompt because I really feel this way about today’s prompt.