As I slumbered, I felt your impossible love
The warmest kisses on my aching lips
We fit each other perfectly, live a glove
Your fingers tracing my waist, down to my hips
We spoke all day and all night
Never running out of things to say
If I ever felt a sense of familiar fright
You would swiftly make it go away
I could never grow tired of your touch
Incomparable to the softest of silk
In your presence, I don't say much
As the silence is sweeter than honey and milk
But such sweetness could never last
I thought as I watched the growing wind sway
Our close bond fading as I wake, becoming past
I find with bitter tears in my eyes' way
That a dream left unrealized, must fade into day
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Poems For Him
PoetryThis is a book of poems dedicated to the one person that has gotten me into writing poetry in the first place. It's heavily romanticized and written by someone who is relatively inexperienced in love. I'm just writing it how I feel it. A.D., this...
