I think of you
as I lie down tonight,
wond’rin if we’re looking
at the same sky.
My friends, they’re mute
they dance in cheer
looking down
with smiles
as if to reassure.
Their glitters,
they sparkle in my bed
filling up empty spaces,
as though embellishments
the lover of Art uses
to brighten up the day.
Oh, how I wish they could speak
or even gesture,
they would lead me to you.
This pillow is all I have tonight.
It’s plain, it’s dull,
it’s faceless.
Might I start painting
pictures of you in my mind?
I wonder how you look,
or sound like.
Your eyes —
Are they blue
or grey,
or green…?
I wonder how it feels like
in your embrace.
This night shall pass —
Will I ever get to see you?
Will this heart’s longing
ever be quenched?
These eyes, tired of looking,
will they finally get to rest?
I would trade this life,
if only to see you.
One glimpse is all I need.
Knowing you
would be heaven,
but a glimpse
is life enough.
© 2014 The Mockingbird in Me
The Mockingbird in Me 
Little Chirps