Like a fading dream,
I envision what no longer remains.
The softness of your grin.
Your smirk was of pure desire.

Looking in your eyes,
Was like looking at the ocean.
The blues of your iris captivated me.

Lightly I would stroke my hand,
Up and down your soft, pale skin.
Your complexion, perfect.

And that cute patch of freckles,
There on your back shoulder,
Made me smile.
Even your imperfections were perfect.

But it's all a dream now...