Waiting

Waiting to see your powerful presence, Smiling, satin blue eyes that wipe's clean away any lies, Truth flowing like a river with strong currents, Of desires divine, falling, sparkling with such might From this great height, The soft touch of the breeze is you, The sweet song of the birds is you, when you're happy, The majestic ocean is you, determined and strong, The skies above hold your hidden past, Locked inside marshmallow clouds, Heavy with rain, moving slowly across grey, washed skies, Ready to burst open with unresolved issues, Tears frequent in the corner's of your eyes, Like light rainfall cleansing, My mind of jumbled emotions, You sorting them out with your pure look of love, That saturate's and feed's my weary soul, Bringing me evergreen thoughts. You persued me with your country charm, And with determination you fought For me, a never give up attitude, is what you taught. Just an ordinary man with an extraodinary gift, To seep deep into my open pores soaking my complex brain. I listen to the sound of your train arriving, As i wait with tingling happiness, In our meeting point a romantic leafy lane.