I see love in fingertips touching,
Making sure to remember every inch of your body.
I see it in eyes meeting after what seems like hours of laughter
While snow falls outside and the fire roars,
I see it in creating priorities,
Lifting above everything you thought imaginable.
Fingertips that were once discovering new land
Have seen all there is to see,
They long to explore fresh grass
Rather than to sit in this bland desert filled with cold hearts.
Jokes that once ended in hours of laughter
Now fail to even crack a smile
And eyes stay glued to the floor.
And if they do meet they echo the roaring fire;
Rather than the snow as before.
And priorities have become a less frequent occurrence,
As you have become bland and ordinary.
Hold onto hands,
Lock your eyes,
Treasure time spent together.
Love is temporary;
And memories will last forever
But when your heart is fading into a pale beige
And your attempts to hold on are failing;
Know when to let go.
But don’t get pushed away;
Walk away with purpose,
With pride and love for what once was,
And no regrets of the past.
Keep eyes up
Mouth spread wide
And look onwards to see what the future hides.
I hope it’s a purple or a bright green;
Any shade far enough from this dullness and bland
So I can hide behind this smokescreen for a little while longer
Before i end up on this same shore of sand and sea painted beige.