O, God knows how long I have adored you,
Your green eyes and the flower crowns around your head.
I have been longing for your touch for thousands of years now,
I wonder if you feel the same way somehow.
You make me feel alive;
From your warm smiles, I thrive—
You are my sweet, sweet summer time.
O, God knows how I looked at you,
Your red lips and your rosy cheeks.
I always admired your satin peach gown
And the way your hair goes down.
You enthrall me;
With your voice, I lull me to sleep.
I wish to be your haven, your comfort.
O, God knows how much I yearn for you,
Your warm body in my arms.
I have dreamed a million times
How happy I would be
If you were with me.
I wish I were your sanctuary;
I will always keep you safe.
But, O, God has kept us apart,
And made it that way from the beginning of time.
I only get to see you when the little ones
Hang in the balance.
O, I wish to see you, my dear—
I love you,
And I will always be yours.
— Sarah Montenegro
Sarah is an NYC professional by day, a writer by night. She writes horror and tragic stories, and sometimes, about past lives. Recently, she tried dabbling into poetry. You can email her at firstname.lastname@example.org and you can check out her short stories at sorenlysander.wordpress.com.