SWEET

© RYAN GUILEY 

The coffee drips in the pot,

Addicted to caffeine that I’ve bought,

Turn on the morning news,

But I keep thinking of you.

 

Pour the milk into the bowl,

Eating a doughnut with a hole,

But I just see your pretty face,

Thank you for touching base.

 

Go outside to get the paper,

And I’ll I breathe is your vapours,

The world is a gigantic place,

One thing, I will never erase.

 

Is your touch and passion,

Or your desire of fashion,

As the necklace, you hold,

Is sterling silver and not gold.

 

It may be old and tarnished,

But my heart still stays harness,

There may not be a picture,

But we are a perfect fixture.

 

You look in the mirror,

Smiling with your glare,

Then putting it slowly down,

 Pure like your wedding gown.

 

On the dresser, it goes back,

You are so sweet and don’t lack,

My heart, my love, who shines,

As moments are left behind.

 

My darling, who is so sweet,

Who knocks me off my feet,

Nothing will ever divide us apart,

As she wrote three words from her heart.