~

I opened a book today
and then it opened me

her hands
around
my shoulders

my body
quivering
consternations

her voice
crooning tunes
that're bolder

asking me
to wake up,

it's
just a bad
d r e a m

but tell me
what
rise and shine
is

in a
world
of
*fall and fail

"If not you,
then who?
If not now,
then when?"

How painful it would be to wake
and
not
remember.

One can only hate,
as much as he had loved.

Rivers of love flow from her letters
I bathe in her words such beautiful weather
All that I am and all that’s to come
I promise her love, my living life sum

She appeals to my senses like a basket of flowers
Love raining down like a gentle spring shower
A star in the night just south of the sky
A stairway to Eden in her sparkling eyes

The sweetness of honey, the dew of the mist
The warmth of the noon sun found in her kiss
She’s an early spring thaw, she’s a midsummer night
She’s a fresh autumn breeze and a wintry delight

To the innocent she’s a princess who guides and protects
To the broken she’s a maid who cleans up the mess
To the fallen she’s an angel forgiving all sins
Her mercy is proven, her compassion no end

She’s all of these things and so much more
She’s obviously the one that I adore...