My mind shifts back to yesterday,
when I was in your arms,
wishing I could stay.
Feeling your heart beat match mine,
and your lips so close to me.

I held your hand tight,
afraid that if I let go,
you might drift away,
float off into the abyss
and I would never hear your sweet words again.

Your words escape from your mouth,
and they resemble the melody to my favorite song.
They are my favorite song.
You say enough words to fill my ears forever.
I could live forever and your words would be enough.

As I reflect on yesterday,
I realize that there is no place I would rather be,
than in your arms,
gentle, yet strong.
Keeping me safe.

Yesterday seems like a dream now.
Or maybe a movie.
I keep rewinding.
Being with you,
is my own personal heaven.

How lucky am I
that I have found heaven here on earth?