Winter fades and spring sets in,
The smell of the air is intoxicating,
While love an passion are growing thin,
A pain settles in my heart, I'm waiting.
Yet love still flows like freshly melted creeks,
The sound almost as angelic as your voice,
I rub my hand across your cherry cheeks,
Wanting to stay, afraid its not my choice.
A noble mist beyond the mystic falls,
Portrays an astounding sight for the eyes,
Grief of words past written on invisible walls,
In search of a pure truth beyond the lies.
Forget it were my slips that made us tumble,
I can't walk without your hand holding mine,
All loves will trip, yes all will surely stumble,
Though ours with time gets sweeter like wine.
A beautiful face appears in the dark calm of night,
Warm breezes caress me like your gentle breath,
I can see through the mist, so close yet not quite,
Life without you the one thing worse than death.
Freely as rivers flow thoughts of you they roam,
I promise I'll always be there to answer your calls,
Keep porch lights on In case you decide to come home,
Waiting forever alone, in the mist beyond the falls.