There may never be another day my eyes land upon your face. Or to kiss your skin so sweetly as we lay there holding space.
There may never be another day where I whisper in your ear. And Set off all those tingles down your spine and this is clear.
There may never be another day when all the stars align, and time may hold me back from you now ever being mine.
There may never be another day where I’m still holding on, waiting for our past to fade so we can get along.
There may never be another day where you’re not holding back, withholding all the love that’s there somehow guided off the track.
But if there is I’ll wait, a million years or maybe more. Patiently awaiting, I’ll be there at your door.
But don’t make me wait much longer, don’t drain my soul of youth. For all that I can offer now is my heart my guiding truth.
And though my bones my wither, my skins youth may disappear. I’ll always have this love for you, that much I know is clear.
By Jacqueline Freestone (JaxTrax)