A Poem to Anonymous

 

Dear Anonymous,

I love you.

No hidden meanings,

Nothing ominous,

No dark twisted passages,

Just a good old fashioned I love you.

I love how the sent of Colgate still clings to my short from that hug you once…

I can almost taste what it would be like to have those lips on mine

To be lost in a kiss eternal.

I forget myself,

Writing like a normal person really doesn’t suit me,

This all sounds to sickeningly sweet,

So, cliché.

I remember vividly each spot your hand touched

When I found myself in your embrace,

Whenever I close my eyes,

I can feel my heart reigniting the flame that is your touch.

Dear Anonymous

I miss your smile.

Staring at photos doesn’t do it justice,

The sun pales in comparison to its beauty,

You light up my world,

Every second I spend staring at those pearly whites,

Is a second in which my depression lays forgotten.

I miss your eyes,

Eyes that saw beyond the depression and the broken soul,

Eyes that saw me as something more,

For the first time in a long time someone saw me as more.

Those eyes hold a story too,

A story I can’t wait to unravel.

Dear Anonymous

I miss your voice,

The good Lord created my kryptonite when he gave that voice,

I could sit and here you speak for hours on end

I could….

Dear Anonymous,

I miss you,

Your presence which was always more than enough,

Just looking at you was……

Dear Anonymous,

I………