3:15 am…blurred red numbers tell as I stir, reaching for what I have seen, grasping for the moments spent in the presence of beauty as once again you have visited me in a dream…
Pure white flowing whispered fabrics and butterfly trails awash of waterfalls cascading and mountain top zephyrs, rock face delights collect on horizons of hope as softness frames your luminescent face
My eyes focus in the darkness as your touch remains real on my skin I am still while stars sleep in crescent moon hammocks How can this be, I am alone, yet I was not, for I could see
You were searching for me, barefoot on lush green vistas, daisy paths and buttercup drops neath cotton candy clouds suspended above echoes of love songs harmonizing with our heart beats
Night outside my window keeps time in silent motions, slowly sweeping breezes form rhythmic patterns and poetry settles upon my body as I continue to write within my now awakened mind
Destiny beckons in fruited winds as chocolate eyes find luscious views of nature’s majesty Your skins glows of spring blooms in petal’d bliss and opal desires in the warmth of the day
But I had found you…you had found me… my desperate wanderings have shown me the prize, illumined the joy lingering in your smile…your eyes your touch which stays with me even as I lay alone…still dreaming
Sun beamed passions follow you, caress you in dancing shadows of flowing brown hair breathing of morning glory skies and shimmering dragonfly wings
At this early hour, with an apricot moon peering through the curtains and these words which have found me playing among my thoughts, I now realize that my every dream is you...you are my poetry