Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Come With Me

One of my earlier poems that I had written in 2001 when I was nineteen. I call this my "daydream poem."

Come With Me

Another morning has come and the night is through
Still the same old things going on there’s nothing new
I’m thinking of getting away and I’d love your company
So won’t you take my hand and come with me
Wouldn’t you like to stop seeing the same kinds of things go on day after day?
Wouldn’t you like to, just for a while, get away?
I want to share these plans with you, you see
So won’t you take my hand and come with me?

We can leave for just a day or we can leave forever
We could leave for as long as you want just as long as we are together
We can go far away and forget about the troubles that lie in our minds
To get to wherever we want to go we can take our time
I could lay beside you and we could look at the stars and talk the night away
Or if you don’t feel like talking we could just sit and watch the night turn to day
We can go where we want do what we want to do see what we want to see
We can do all of this and more if you’ll take my hand and come with me

We could go to a place where we could be on our own
We could go to place where everyone else could leave us alone
We could get lost in our journey as we walk hand in hand
I could hold you as we fall asleep under the stars on the sand
We could leave our cares behind and together every moment we could spend
We’ll have so much fun and we’d wish it would never end
Wouldn’t you like to make all of my wishes a reality?
Wouldn’t you like to take my hand and come with me?

© 2007 L. Verella

Photo from myxer.com

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