A Thousand Nights.

Heaven

At the dead of night, I lay.

Insomnia a regularity now since the thought of seeing him is more appealing than any dream.

I dreamt of love, only to have it present itself more perfectly than my sweetest fantasy.

He seemed to be an angel who I stole from the heavens and I so hope he has Stockholm syndrome.

I got a taste of heaven and now I realized it's wasn't up there but rather here by my side.

My angel had no idea ...I'd give up my forever to touch him once more.