It felt so real.
Late, late @ night, blissful and boreal.
I thought it was a dream.
Sent from a sweet moonbeam.
I was deep in dreams at around 3.
It was a sweet sleep... just as you wished for me.
I felt a warm touch, like a soft whisper, slow across my cheek.
Not a straight line, but light, lofty, smooth and oblique.
A smile radiated to my right.
A light in my dark night.
It was you!
YOU!
Celeste!
My light on the horizon from the northwest.
It was you!
Brisk, fresh, strong with courage.
It was you!
Full of life and ready for your next voyage.
I absorbed your smile,
its radiance in the lunar cold.
I just felt
a waiting, a wanting
to behold.
I drifted back to sleep
at first into slumber.
Smiling
Breathing
Easing
Into a dream-like stupor.
I took your hand into mine
as I entered into sleep's dark fall.
I held you tight
to have your back
whenever you call.
I sought to receive you
through your celestial ray.
To be your sunshine
your warmth
your beau
on every day.
* * * * *
I reflect back on
my nights of empty dreams.
I held my thoughts,
as suspended in time,
to protect my heart,
and face my mean.
I sensed your presence and awoke to your signal
Your glow filled my dark room and tapped my soul.
Your distal touch tried its all
To awake me from my nocturnal stall.
It was your simple attention to your awakening it seemed
That simply tipped my trust
of feeling, of wanting,
for fate to create,
an existence
with a sweet moonbeam.
I now ease
into sweet sleep
and deep dreams
of my sweet moonbeam.
Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 12:20 AM UTC
It felt so real.
Late, late @ night, blissful and boreal.
I thought it was a dream.
Sent from a sweet moonbeam.
I was deep in dreams at around 3.
It was a sweet sleep... just as you wished for me.
I felt a warm touch, like a soft whisper, slow across my cheek.
Not a straight line, but light, lofty, smooth and oblique.
A smile radiated to my right.
A light in my dark night.
It was you!
YOU!
Celeste!
My light on the horizon from the northwest.
It was you!
Brisk, fresh, strong with courage.
It was you!
Full of life and ready for your next voyage.
I absorbed your smile,
its radiance in the lunar cold.
I just felt
a waiting, a wanting
to behold.
I drifted back to sleep
at first into slumber.
Smiling
Breathing
Easing
Into a dream-like stupor.
I took your hand into mine
as I entered into sleep's dark fall.
I held you tight
to have your back
whenever you call.
I sought to receive you
through your celestial ray.
To be your sunshine
your warmth
your beau
on every day.
* * * * *
I reflect back on
my nights of empty dreams.
I held my thoughts,
as suspended in time,
to protect my heart,
and face my mean.
I sensed your presence and awoke to your signal
Your glow filled my dark room and tapped my soul.
Your distal touch tried its all
To awake me from my nocturnal stall.
It was your simple attention to your awakening it seemed
That simply tipped my trust
of feeling, of wanting,
for fate to create,
an existence
with a sweet moonbeam.
I now ease
into sweet sleep
and deep dreams
of my sweet moonbeam.
Written on the very early morning of 3/12/2013
after getting your picture on my iPhone at 3am.
At that time,
of our early circling,
orbiting around our
newly formed space.
I sought to trust a simple flow again,
of a signal, tho distant,
and to believe
in shine,
in glow,
in a belief,
that we can restore
by holding on
and letting go.
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