my something
Laura Worth
More than anything I crave something
A sentence that plagues me
Out of the sheer curiosity
For it is one of few things I know to be true
But for the life me I couldn’t define it for you
My something is in the crazed adventures with friends
The laughter and love we wish would never end
It’s a cafe in Italy enveloped in vines
A coffee on my table, with nothing but time
It’s the allure of art with its abstract lines
It’s a beat up blue car driving slowly as I travel
Its paint peeling, passing sights that dazzle
It’s the liquid gold of the sun before its peaceful death
The way it dips the earth in nature's riches
It’s the luminous glow of my friends when they smile
The way their faces light up, bright and wild
It’s the sensation felt when submerged in a good book
How reality just fades and you’re engulfed in its world
It’s the smell of my vanilla perfume on a brisk winter morning
The way it clings, doing all that it can to warm me
It’s the sparkle of my rings when I dive in the ocean
The perfection of it all as if they’re finally in their element
It’s the constellations from my backyard with the clarity of summer
My cousin at my side, her eyes glazed with wonder
It’s the dainty blue of the forget me knots that bloom
Their angelic beauty so tragically overlooked
It’s the calmness of the beach when the sun sets
The pure joy with her there I could never forget
It’s the poetic music that always puts me in a trance
The elegance of the lyrics, a graceful dance
Delight should not be taken for granted
It’s what drives our decisions, keeps us enchanted
It’s truly what makes life worth living
It’s an uncontainable smile, the feeling it brings
For more than anything, I crave the somethings