the look in his eyes was calming
and it felt as if time had stopped,
just the two of us conscious of the situation

his soft touch felt like rose petals,
brushing against my bare skin
and leaving me breathless and wanting more

he read words off of the page
and chills ran down my spine,
thinking about if those sentiments were meant for me

his soothing voice resonated deeply,
emphasizing each of his sentiments
and it felt like listening to my favorite song at dawn

i imagined having all of him to myself;
that seemed like it would fill me up
and mend all the gaps in my heart

but what if i got just a piece of him?
would that be enough for me?
perhaps i never want to wake up from this dream