He felt heartbroken
and madly in love at the same time
Knowing every moment
he indulged in the
dreams of her silk scented smile
The deeper the scar would be
and the ache would not fade
for this love would become
the skin and flesh of his heart
even though she would
not feel the same
love for him

She was from the silk blue skies of heaven and the velvet soft pink clouds of dreams and her smile was the tapestry stitched to his heart and her lips held the promise of perfect love and he was lost in the black flames of eternity and desire contained in the dark center of her pupils that were surrounded by the soft magic in the gentle blue irises of her eyes and he was falling fast and standing still and all he could do was smile because his emotions were beyond his control and his every cell tingled and vibrated at just the thought of her fingers entwined with his and their palms touching and he didn't need to feel her lips pressed against  his before he knew his heart and love belonged to her and he secretly longed for the day he could hold her in his arms and get lost in her eyes the same way he got lost in her picture dream after dream and he would leave words like little bread crumbs so he could find his way back to the poem he heard beating in her kind heart and its gentle grace night after night and he would listen to the rhythm and flow and dance with the hope that one day he would find the bravery to tell her the tale of the perfect love waiting to be read from her lips and that his humble house would become the kingdom their two hearts would call home

He walked through the night sky and painted her name and a dream and a wish on every star and told every moon the story that he heard while listening to the beat of her heart and he feed every sun a little of the endless magic that he had found in the infintie depth of her iridescent blue eyes and night after night he swam through eternity and gave a small piece of his heart to the song of beauty that reverberated from her smile and throughout the cosmos and he traded the marrow of his soul for a palette and a brush and the secret colors and shades and hues of love and continued his long walk through forever as he painted her name and a wish and a star on every dream

He fell asleep under the dream of her smile in an amethyst sky and his heart wept as visions and hopes played out like an old black and white movie of a tale of romance and he dreamt of her laughter and her hand in his and late nights cozyed up on a couch doing nothing at all and he dreamt of her finger and his knee kissing the ground and a ring that she would wear while dressed in a gown and he dreamt of her belly and of it swelling in size and of the sound of the pitter-patter of small feet running about and he dreamt of a house becoming a home and a home becoming a kingdom full of kindness and love and he saw it all there dancing in the colors and magic of her eyes and he slept and slept for fear if he woke the dream of her smile would fade and he feared it wasn't to be anything more than a dream of a dream of finding and falling and always being in love

The thought of her consumed the minutes of his day and his heart smiled and dreamt and painted images of her inbetween the movements of the second hand running in circles around the clock and inside the marrow of his soul her smile sung her name in unison with his pulse and even though he had never held her hand or tasted the sweet promise of nirvana glistening on her lips
and knew he likely never would
he couldn't deny that he had fallen over the edge and over his head and that even  if she never knew how he felt  that she would always walk through the dreams of his heart as a fawn wearing a crown of lilies