To the guy in my dreams
Whose memory draws nothing
But the curving of my lips
Thoughts of the feel of your touch
And the calm that it brought me.
To the stranger in my life,
Memory recalls nothing but sweet memories,
Thoughts all frozen in moments
Of sweet ecstasy and warm laughs
Like a summer in a trying time.
To the girl in my dreams
Whose voice lingers in my ears
The tingles that it brings
I can feel them still, drawn out
Like a silk touch that lasts forever.
To the lady of my life,
Whose sweetness flows through my veins,
Leaving a scent of candy
And a draconian soul
My soft tissue is in yearning.
I am almost giving up
On you, and at the speculation
Of us being happy together
On loving, and being loved in return
Will you let me inside, let me love you?
Giving up on you scares me to death,
Thoughts of leaving you terrify me,
I am chained to a pole in your life
Don’t give up just yet,
For I have let you inside, please love me.
Dear Shawn, thank you for the 7 days of unexpected play with words. Keep keeping on!
Better Check Out Shawn’s blog if you haven’t yet. In Bits Of Many Pieces.