I stare at the rising sun alone <br />Flowers in hand <br />A girl in my heart <br />Wishing that you were here but you’re not <br /> <br />I think back to that cool summer night <br />You lay in my arms <br />Your warmth on my skin <br />Loving you but knowing not what’s next <br /> <br />I talked to you and you talked to me <br />Your plan for your life <br />Your trip to Boston <br />Sharing secrets but learning no more <br /> <br />I walked barefoot with you through the street <br />Your hand was in mine <br />The stars in your eyes <br />Your hair blowing but the winds changing <br /> <br />I danced with you in the parking lot <br />There by my car <br />Air full of music <br />Spinning in darkness but out-of control <br /> <br />I thought the night couldn’t get better <br />Your kiss on my lips <br />Your breath on my face <br />Holding you but losing you too soon <br /> <br />And I’d give anything just to be able to see your smile as you look up at me <br />To walk with, to run with, to dance with you to our song once again in the night <br />To laugh with, to cry with, to whisper soft sweet words of my love for you <br />And I’d give anything just to be able to go back to that night with you<br /><br />David DeAngelo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-story-of-our-love-i-recollection-of-twilight/
