Poems for Lovers and Sinners

 I've tried to count the ways I love you...

 this is a task of impossibilities and misdemeanors

 for when I reach a certain number I forget where I am, Then -

 have to start at the beginning, but then my love is stronger

 
I've sat and stared at your picture, wishing it to come alive

hoping you would speak to me, say some words of advice even

nothing is ever forth coming from within...or from with out?

maybe I'm trying too hard, maybe not hard enough?

 
I've cried many tears over our love, such distance, such wetness

wringing out my hands like a wet cloth I feel you within me every minute

wiping my brow I touch you, kiss those wet lips tender moist like mist

swooping from the mountain sides, yet you are invisible still to me...

This I know is a sign of true and faithful love, everlasting...
                                                                                                                           B...

Written 23/04/2013

Copywriter B R Walker

UK 2013