Dreaming of You

The following is the first poem I ever wrote. It was back in 1984. I was at the Naval Training Center in San Diego, CA taking a 13 week course to work as a radioman. Enjoy!

Dreaming of You

When I tell you

that I love you,

I am telling you

that I am giving you

my heart...

My life,

of which I can

offer you

no greater gift.

You are always

on my mind.

As I awaken

in the morning,

the look

in your eyes

is the first thing

my mind

can picture.

I long to awaken

and not have to picture

those eyes,

but to actually see them

as I awaken.

I long to kiss

your lips.

The taste of which

I scream for.

To hold you again.

To feel you

in my arms.

To love you.

J.P. Wiegand

©Emittravel 1984

 
No matter the circumstance, being separate from the one you love creates a longing that rivals all others. Every moment, either awake or asleep, belongs to the one who holds your heart.

Sometimes I wonder - does she dream of me?

-j.p.

©Emittravel 2010