Your sun dress on Saturday <br />and the way you move on summer streets <br />walking to the market place, <br />I thank hidden deities <br />I've seen your face. <br /> <br />I want to live in a city <br />of perfect smiles and bouquets <br />and to simply hear you laugh. <br /> <br />The lies I've told myself <br />about never wanting to fall in love <br />get blown away like autumn leaves <br />when I know you're in the room. <br /> <br />I never thought I'd contemplate again <br />wedding rings or spring chapels <br />but everything about you makes me believe <br />happiness still can breathe in air of all my dreams. <br /> <br />Every lonely tear at dusk <br />and weeping midnight candle going out <br />is worth the day you meet someone.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lonely-tear-at-dusk/
