Published April 17, 2014 by Amy Elizabeth

I want this to be an old fashioned love,
where flowers, 
holding doors,
and songs were enough.

Where a guitar string can move
more than just sound.
Boasting silver linings,
Better than cloud.

I want to touch with my fingers,
and feel with my heart.
I want sunsets to bend,
And first times to start.

Days without time,
Skies without limits,
Beauty with wonder,
And everything in it.

I want eyes that don’t see,
But ones that just know.
I don’t want distance to judge,
How far we’ll go. 

So if you want to know,
Stay by my side,
And let’s live out this story…

One day at a time.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: