Bliss.

Yes, I do like the Nestle yoghurt drink with the same name quite abit too, but that isn't exactly what I was referring to.

  It's been awhile. For many good reasons. I was beginning to think I entirely lost my ability to write for fun. I never realised it but I'm starting to understand just how easily influenced I am. A slight prompt. But no, I'm not complaining. This is quite fun, actually. But for old time's sake and the fact that I ramble better in rhymes and shorter phrases, this, too is for you.


Words I'll never say
You wouldn't catch me,
Not a thousand days,
But here, tired yet wide awake,
Thinking, letting today replay.

Darling, a nickname never to be uttered,
Yet in my heart I'll constantly mutter,
Impossible as this may clearly seem,
Like how you fell flat, in a dream.

We both see, into the distant future,
Of screeching planes and airport stutter,
I'll let tears flow free, forget every other,
Arms wrapped tightly, in disbelief and wonder.

If only autumn leaves fell slow,
Time would wait, "later" is fine to see the snow.
Depths I find in your eyes,
Imploring me to be kind.

This hope I wish we both will share,
Of intertwined fingers, and old rocking chairs.
Whether church bells ring, we won't now know,
But in a distant future, I hope love will grow.