Short Romance Stories

Dream

You are the reason my eyelids dance before I rise.
You are the reason I smile from a dream.
You are the reason my feet swing before
Hitting the floor, soft carpet impressions appearing in my wake.
You are the reason I leave barefaced, not a trace
Of makeup.
You are the reason I laugh, I stumble from the distraction of
Your flitting eyes.
Giggles bubbling up from my lungs,
My tongue, memorizing the mesmerizing pattern of
Your name.
Heart beats softly beneath my chest.
Glances smoothing over lips,
Fingertips
Ache.
Skin underneath skin.

You are the reason I shiver in cold, used to the touch of warm hands, sliding across shoulder blades and making goosebumps rise and stand at attention.
You are the reason I daydream
Constantly, vividly.
Lashes fluttering as I remember
your wandering hands, I do not stand
A chance, wrapped and enfolded
Tightly in my own mind.
You are the reason I walk through gray streets,
the only color is the pink of your cheeks,
the spray of small freckles speckling across the white sun,

You are warmer than the sun. You are better than a dream.