Monday, January 9, 2017

It Wasn't A Dream

I remember how clear the sky was that day,
A special blue painted across absent a cloud.
I remember how the heat deserted the sunray,
I remember that my heart had never beat so loud.

Time seemed to have stopped to its stillest,
When heaven's spotlight spotted an angel,
Shining upon her smooth skin with earnest,
A sight this divine was surely god's miracle.

I remember how powerless I was to her magic,
When her enchanting laugh fell upon my ears,
It sounded sweeter than all of this world's music,
And I knew in my soul that moment, I was hers.

I was hers, and I needed her to be mine,
A heart most kind beats within her chest,
The core of her aura, one beyond sublime,
I knew in my soul, I want to know her best.

I remember how a dream was dreamed awake,
The day you rested your weary head upon me,
I held you so tight, praying you wouldn't break,
The sound of your breath cued heart's symphony.

I remember looking upon your face that day,
Stroking your hair when I noticed your eyes,
Piercing into mine and unwilling to look away,
And in that moment, I felt my courage rise.

A courage that was born from our honest truth,
A courage that bid me create my own miracle,
One that made my face follow your eyes to you,
Till I could follow no longer, till lips felt electrical.

My head spun harder with each kiss my lips received,
My soul sang louder with each kiss my lips gave you,
I shut my eyes and prayed that this wasn't dreamed,
As i kept kissing my angel's lips, against her as if glue.

I remember how scared I was when our lips did release,
I slowly opened my eyes, fearing I would wake from here.
I remember how seeing your smile filled me with peace
A peaceful truth, that nothing means more than my dear.