Summer love leads to fall.
Autumnal changes effects all.
Leaves turn, soon to drop.
Life moves on and won’t stop.
Chills felt to the bone.
Warmth’s gone when alone.
Seasons cycle as they must.
Tomorrows come, we have to trust.
Truth felt in the heart.
Minds make lies art.
Sleep’s unknown for many a night.
Sadness fills each line I write.
If not loved a future is to find.
If not a poet, perhaps then blind.
Hues created we want to see.
Now the fall’s here for you and me.
A change of season and of time,
peaks are near yet more to climb.
Years can pass with little to show.
Seconds can linger if not to grow.
Minds may dwell in the past.
Yesterday’s gone the changes last.
These changes happen every day.
Forward moving is the way.
Hearts oft bare a heavy load.
Sorrows deep, life slowed.
Feet dragged run in reverse.
Hands that push are the curse.
Tomorrow’s here when we wake.
Light or dark’s a choice we make.
See the beauty that slept within.
Feel the love, let the future begin.
A long week’s near its end.
Bumps and bruises on the mend.
The weekend’s here and much deserved.
Time well spent and memories preserved.
Friends surround, new and old.
Enjoy the calm and adventure bold.
Monday’s soon, no time to spare,
double the pleasure with one to share.
I woke today before the dawn,
jumped out of bed with a stretch and a yawn.
A dense fog filled sleepy eyes.
There’s a chill in the air, no surprise.
Sweater on and coffee made,
dreams of night soon to fade.
Dreams of love soon to flow,
I’ll send my poem to let you know.
Our time together now is near.
Eyes wide open all is clear.
I’ll think of my day shared with you.
And the great times we have whatever we do.
Mornings give light.
Emotion fills night.
Eyes force sight.
Legs flee plight.
Opinions oft slight.
Truth’s never quite.
Souls know right.
Minds will fight.
Hearts feel blight.
Tomorrows bring fright.
Yesterday lends insight.
Fortitude means might.
Sparks do ignite.
Love shines bright.
Hands do write.
Life’s to delight.
Electrons float in endless flight.
Space’s gray, no day or night.
Infinity lurks out of sight.
Elements blend or violently clash.
Random moment’s atoms smash.
Fusion bonds fission’s ash.
Core pulls, heat spurred.
Nucleus form, orbits dared.
Love holds a time shared.
Nights end all too soon.
Tomorrows begin with a setting moon.
The sun will rise, together we’ll be.
Our day’s near, my sunshine I’ll see.
Kisses felt in the heart.
Mine beats faster from the start.
Todays end, then another there’ll be.
The future’s bright for you and me.
When apart, memories I find.
Your portrait’s painted across my mind.
A soundtrack plays, we dance slow.
Visions rewind and forward we go.
Your daily greeting I wouldn’t miss.
This morning’s message comes with a kiss.
With a smile I wake, thanks to you.
The smile felt the whole day through.
And though this poem’s not my best,
tomorrows may beat all the rest.
And if not then I’ll try every day,
to express the love I find hard to say.
Sunday awakened the very best way,
cool and sunny the rest of the day.
Alone I rise but with joy in my eyes.
For goodnights I’ll share but never goodbyes.
My darling awaits our quiet afternoon.
Impassioned am I to see her soon.
Lunch we’ll share after a scenic drive.
Fulfillment we’ll have, feeling alive.
Our time today short, but tomorrows there’ll be.
When awakened are we and each other we see.
We’ve dinner on the bay.
The sunset’s on its way.
Evening spent at home,
a page of our life’s tome.
I’ve visions of our time,
I write for you in rhyme.
Words I present to you,
to show my love is true.
You’re always on my mind,
because you’re sweet and kind.
Your smile lets me know,
that our love will grow.
Your touch warms my heart.
Each day’s a brand new start.
And when this day does end,
a sonnet I shall send.
These poems that I share,
is to show you that I care.
These words that you read,
is to know your love I need.
A glorious weekend’s yet to begin.
My feelings already stirred within.
I’ve longed to hear your soothing voice.
With a simple hello we will rejoice.
I’ve longed to see your smiling face.
I’ve longed to hold you, feeling no space.
The hours now few, the time is near.
Our weekend’s short but longingly dear.
I feel a masterpiece is on the way.
But don’t look now, it’s not today.
I’ll write it all in a lyrical rhyme.
I’ll write of joy and precious time.
I’ll write of life and of love.
I’ll write of stars that shine above.
I’ll write of places that we’ve seen.
And the quiet times in between.
We’ve delightful dinners with lovely views,
and our times together with no shoes.
I’ll write of walks in the sand.
I’ll write of sunsets hand in hand.
I feel this masterpiece is well underway.
I feel it growing every day.
Now volumes I’ll write of loving you.
With a lifetime ahead before it’s through.
A new year begins with the start of school.
The days will be busy and our evenings cool.
Jackets we’ll need for our trips to the beach.
Sunsets we’ll miss, they’ve much to teach.
Time brings change as the seasons show.
With seeds now planted our love will grow.
Just in case I’ve nothing to say,
I’m writing tomorrow’s poem today.
Factoring for unpredictability,
it’s the future I now can see.
I love you tomorrow as I do today.
And day after day that’s what I’ll say.
Autumn’s upon us, nights grow long.
Days get shorter, our love grows strong.
Winter’s soon and with it the gloom.
But warmth we’ll share, forever to bloom.
The burden of youth now lifted,
gears well lubed and automatically shifted.
We’ll coast up life’s many a peak.
And freely glide to wherever we seek.
Our time’s endless and just begun.
In a sea of many we’ll float as one.
Stars will dance in the brightest of skies.
And forever tomorrows await our eyes.
In the clouds we soar, ever nearing heaven’s door.
Our sunsets engulfed on an endless shore,
the sands of time unturned and pure.
And all is perfect with one to adore.
I must be hell bent for pain,
am I a fool or just insane?
My head’s in the clouds, hearts on my sleeve.
A feeling love I feel will relieve.
What an idiot I must be,
thinking love will set me free.
Past love’s brought happiness and hurt.
The last threw me to the dirt.
What kind of jerk am I?
After weeks and weeks wishing to die,
I remain hell bent for the pain.
What’s a little agony when heavens to gain?
Books grow dusty unread on a shelf.
The poetry of love doesn’t write itself.
Bicycles unridden grow squeakier by the day.
Hearts untethered slowly drift away.
Kisses can heal the mouths mistakes.
Eyes can see when smiles are fakes.
Arms can hold or they can harm.
Words can hurt or they can charm.
Time that’s misspent is time we lose.
Time together is the time we choose.
Nothing is wasted when all is used.
Love’s created when souls are fused.
Choices made are for us to make.
Trust in another is to never forsake.
Relationships are all these things.
And when it’s right what joy it brings.
In times of worry and feeling stress,
when plans made become a mess,
you’ll find the answers no need to guess.
You’re surrounded by friends, no need to regress.
Troubling thoughts we will address,
my care for you I’ll gladly express.
Our love will grow stronger, never less.
And when a hug’s needed I’ll always say yes.
Pinks and grays and powder blue,
like the snowflake, there are no two.
Dusky times do surely amaze,
as slowly they fade in a purple haze.
Starlight brightens till morning light.
Day’s awakened the futures in sight.
The sun will set and blanket the blue.
And like the snowflake I’ll melt with you.
The sun has risen, a poet’s alone.
He‘s perched on a porch,
atop his worn throne.
The birds whisper clues,
of nature’s good news.
And words start to flow.
At the top of the stair,
my love dreams there,
awaiting a kiss on her cheek.
Eyes soon to open,
we both will see,
this day has bloomed for she.