My mate that night

Sitting here with you, at the bar, we are watching all those coming in and going out.
Sitting here with you, although I have no eyes but for you, I see people laughing, dancing, getting tipsy and drunk, doing all the crazy stuff.
Sitting here with you, fully yours and fully mine, I see couples flirting, kissing, expressing all the love and all what’s in their heart, loving each other.
Sitting here focusing on what you are trying to tell me, I hear their talks, their nonsense, their drunken conversations, I try to push away their laughter.
At the end of the night, I look deep in you, raise you up, empty you, look back at you, what once was my mate for that night, my own glass of wine and walk out of the bar…

The wait of a lonely heart

My Dear Love,

I miss you although I don’t know you, and I know we will meet soon although we have never spoke before. I have this feeling deep inside my heart that you are waiting for me as much as I am waiting for you.

My Love, I kept my heart away all these years for the day we finally meet, for the day when my heart will start beating loudly at the sight of your face, the sound of your voice, the smell of your skin, and be sure you will make every beat counts.

My Love, I know it is hard to keep promises, I know we might go through hard times and ups and downs, I know we might reach a point where we want to turn our backs to each other and walk away, but I know we will make it through because you are mine as I am yours.

My Love, I want to see you, to feel you, to be there for you and to hold you tight in my arms. i can imagine us together, tangled in sheets, breathing on the same rhythm, and growing old together.  I can imagine all that but still I can’t imagine your face yet.

My Love, I am eagerly waiting for that day when the face in my dreams will take shape, when your touch will be warm on my skin, when your smile will rock my world.

My Love, I am waiting for you…