The Melancholy Aura of Hammocks

The hammock,
Swinging gently in the winter breeze.
Two of us,
Sitting in a hammock.
Emotions so unruly,
I begged God to make them freeze.
Eyes like diamonds,
Light like Heaven.
Beauty in the dead, crumpled leaves,
If only you could know,
If only you could see...
Sunlight burning on the other side of Earth,
Moonlight dancing on your cheeks.
I've found everything I've been looking for,
Everything I seek.
Why do I feel so lost?
Why do I feel so meek?
You sense the fear teasing my soul,
I never want to have to tell you
That this is a dream of ours,
Such an unreachable goal.
But yet I can see that you already know,
So why are you acting, my love?
We've still got quite a long way to go.
I feel insane, as I rock on this hammock.
One moment I'm sure I've accomplished everything,
Now I am no longer sure of anything.
The wind whispers a secret in your ears.
What is She saying?
I want to hear!
All in time, you tell me in your soothing hush.
The icy air tickles my cheeks,
Makes them red, makes me blush.
For several long moments,
No more words are passed through us.
The soil splatters gently, as your shoe kicks from the ground,
Your soft, sweet breathing
Is the most gorgeous sound.
The breeze is playing with my hair,
Gripping it in Her fingers,
And for some happy seconds I forget about my despair.
Letting my feelings flow,
Like a river pouring from my eyes in tears,
I lay back...
I will never forget that there were
Two of us,
Sitting on a hammock,
Swinging to the beat of the past years...