I sit under this wondrous tree,
The cool breeze must be in love with me. Soon, beautiful pink petals start to fall from the sky.
One petal catches me by surprise.
I turn my head in playful laughter,
You caught me off guard the moment after.
To open my blink with a flash of your face, was like the gods offering a piece of grace.
And like a mortal I just sat there,
Releasing my breath, locked in my stare.
I had no idea what to do,
I jumped right up, I followed you.
After five miles of silent thrills,
I found myself surrounded by hills.
It was then that I had only looked back,
To realize, I have no idea where I'm at!
But when I turned right round,
There you were, standing on my ground. You said something I didn't understand, then it all made sense when you took my hand.
Rushed with such happiness I began to glow,
The only feeling I'm afraid to show.
I covered my face to try to hide,
Then it hit me, I'm dreaming inside my mind.
I turn to you to see if it's true,
The look on your face expressed why the color of sad is blue.
I tried to breathe, but it was too late,
I could already feel myself begin to wake. And by the time I reached for your hand,
I opened my eyes to see that the cool breeze was just my bedroom fan.
-T.A. Garcia
