Vow

I came to the train station long ago,
I only see my lover’s face in thought.
The waiting for my love to come is slow,
O sights, O smells, O sounds, entice me not.
 
The sight of her I cannot near describe,
With skin of cream & hair of midnight sun.
Her vision is my heaven to imbibe,
Forever know she’ll be my only one.
 
The heady smell of her when we make love,
Has my heart palpitate then skips a beat.
I feel the angels blessing me above,
Till comes the moment face-to-face we meet.
 
The sounds this woman makes has me insane.
Her laughter is the sun that gives me life,
Her tears revive me when they fall like rain.
It won’t be long till she becomes my wife.
 
Until she does, my time is merely grey,
In everything surrounding me just now.
The trains, they come & go, both night & day,
I’ll wait for always, this to her I vow.