I cannot stop thinking of you tonight.
Possibilities of what we could be
Seem to cover the languor and moonlight,
Deftly crowding out the periphery.
Your smile in sweetest circumstances,
Our hands holding as they stop and stare –
Look at me, taking all sorts of chances!
Such hopes could make a letdown hard to bear.
I should know as much from all the heartache
That I’ve encountered darkening my door.
Still, this is the chance I’m obliged to take
If I ponder my heart and long for more.
Life has no guarantees, but this I know –
I cannot wait to see you tomorrow!