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.