Mail

A man with orange & blue coat
He walks the stars and clear his throat

He´s carrying a letter
that involves my treasure

The most precious I want to share
and with love my heart will flare

You´ll see…
Honey Bunny

The feeling…

Love is the feeling I get when I think about you.
The feeling that everything will be OK.
The feeling that all is right with the world and nothing bad can happen.
The feeling that we’ll always be together.

I know I usually write a poem, but today I wanted to do something different. Today I wanted to write a letter to you. To tell you what I feel and how much you mean to me.

I’m sittinging here trying to find the words to explain my feelings. It’s hard. It feels like nothing is enough. Like nothing can put to words the feeling I have in my heart. I found this quote, that pretty much explains it:

“How do you spell ‘love’?”, said Piglet
“You don’t spell it…you feel it.”, said Pooh

 

And I really feel it. I also found:

“What day is it?”
“It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.
“My favorite day,” said Pooh.”

 

And it is. Every day with you is my favourite day.

I tried to explain how great you are the other day. I think I told you that it’s like watching a sunset. The feeling of awe you get. Also the immense beauty and the fact that if it was possible, you’d stare at the sunset for the rest of your life. That’s what I feel when I see you. Like you’re the most beautiful creature in existense. Like I would stare at you for the rest of my life, if it was only possible. And the love in my heart feels breath-taking. When I see your smile it’s like time slows down. And yet, what feels like mere seconds are several minutes. When you kiss me, I know I’m the luckiest man in the world. Just holding your hand makes me happy. Sleeping next to you… I can’t even put it in to words. It feels like all my dreams came true.

Instead of writing I’ll call you. Hopefully you can see the love in my eyes. I’ll always be there for you.

- Puppeliini

Alone at home

I came home alone
it felt cold like stone
you weren´t answering your phone

I crawl up to my bed
and the pilow was under my head
I saw a book that I had read

I started to think us
and you make me wordless
I believe you´re gorgeus

I love you!
Honey Bunny