When Words Fail

I sit on your window seat fairy lights surrounding me,

My heart aches to hold you close and be the stability amongst the storm of chaos.

Our hearts beating in unison,

Souls separate and intertwined both at the same time, in each and every way.

Sitting here on your front porch steps, rain falling upon my head,

My soul aches for a kiss but I don't dare slip.

You ask me if I'm mad at you due to my lack of words,

And sometimes it causes us to argue.

But if you want the truth,

Raw and unpeeled onion of a truth

I will be sure to tell you.

Sometimes when words fail me I sit and I breathe in the scent your soul gives off,

Especially in the car with the windows down.

How your hair whisps the energy into my nostrils.

You want me to be real? I'll let you know,

Words fail me every day I have no idea what to say

Because you can both give me breath and at the same time take it away.

I see sunflowers in your eyes even in the night time

I see that faltering smile and it kills me it kills me to know that I am so close and yet so far away,

Far away from home but home is where your hands are interlocked with mine.

Your cheekbones when you smile are the reason birds sing their song in the morning,

Every flower awakens in your presence for you are a spring of hope, love, and strength

Scarlette rays beaming on the face I madly love

But if you want to know a secret.

I don't even know what you look like.

You have never even touched me

I'm in love with you and I have never even heard your name.

I'm in love with falling in love,

But fail to even stumble for anyone knowing you are somewhere meant for me.

I have not heard your name in the whispers of the breeze

or seen your name written on the sand.

I have not felt the feeling I know I'm bound to have,

I have yet to feel your skin full of satin peaches.

But I know how you will make me feel, I know that I can't comprehend the happiness I'll feel.

I know that your soul aches as mine does waiting for the one to complete them in so many forms.

But my love, just know when we meet,

Words will fail,

Your hair whisping the scent of your soul into my nostrils,

Your name will be written in the same next to mine.

Your heart will beat in unison with mine,

Our front porch date will be one for the books,

Your eyes shining against the scarlet beams across your face will draw me closer to you then any soul I have encountered.

Your name will be the one I hear whispered in the breeze when I wake up,

And even at the alter please do not get mad,

I have written down my vows but when I stare into you I free fall,

Words fail me.

When we get our first place and you ask me what I think,

Don't get frustrated when I just stare with teary eyes.

Words will fail me.

When we are 85 and your satin peach hands covered in wrinkles hold mine,

Please don't forget that I look at you and my mind isn't empty,

The words just fail me.

All I think of even now when I look out you are,

Cherry blossom trees, wild oak, sunsets, honey dew, the voice of you. Matching tattoos on a wild night, calm silences with apple cinnamon in the air, fires in the night, rain dances, free fireflies, honeybees and foxes, coffee in the mornings wine at night, reading pages out of an old books, paint smeared on the windowsill, magic spewing from your lips, angels dancing in your eyes. Always feeling like Christmas time, although with you there's always sunshine.

Now none of that makes any sense coming out but those words are all I can think when I think of loving you. No words make sense when it comes to you, so when you ask me how I feel or what I am thinking let me stare in awe, tears falling. Because for you, words fail me.

~blu