Close But Not Close Enough
The one I love is standing here
Ahead and to my right, so near
Not near enough, can't ever be
Until the day that she's with me
A poem I can write with ease
To play for her is such a breeze
The bluebird's nest inside my heart?
I keep it clean while we're apart
It's furnished with a comfy bed
A fluffy pillow for her head
One chair for two sits right nearby
Facing towards the western sky
So every day I live I'll get
To sit with her and watch sunsets
I'll be content, just her and I
The bluebird and the guitar fly
She carries me upon her back
I steer her on a preplanned track
Then when we land back at the start
If she looks up she'll see a heart
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2024
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