I knew I could never have you, but that didn’t stop me
from writing about you every day, creating monumental
scenes and dreams that I could escape inside of and feel
your nearness around me, to walk through the salty sand,
embracing the instrumentally lively azure skies, the desirous
clouds guiding us to the gorgeous oceanfront, snow-white
swans swimming serenely in the uncharted and flawless
seas, their wings so magically intriguing, our hands
interlocked, our eyes peering at this lovely landscape.

I knew that it was all in my imagination, but the more
I wrote about your sexiness, all the creative words
filling my mind, leading me further into another world
as you kissed me, holding me so caringly, telling me
that you would never leave me, that you wanted to flow
and grow old with me, loving each other until eternity.

And I was so pleased, beaming to the highest degree,
so lucky in love, this mutual trust between two heartbeats
singing in unity, the most passionate climaxes and ******
advances transporting my body into thrilling trances,
how I had always imagined this moment, but never
thought it was possible, that I could have a chance
in this romance, all the glancing from afar at your
perfectness before we started knowing and developing
feeling for each other, how many times I had daydreamed
about feened for you, just wanting to have my one shot
to unlock your door and prove to you that I was all for you,
that if we came together, I would be your forever,
that I would give and do anything for you – that’s
how much you meant to me.  

And as we stood by the vastly lovable seas, the wind
rolling in from the west, your hands caressing my arms
and shoulders, feeling so at rest, this was the best destiny
that I had ever reached.