Dreams of You

I've been here before, time repeating. It's a revolving door. Wanting to look into your eyes, and drown in a sky of azure. Looking into mine, you'll melt in the honey color. What will I find, when this connection is made, a friend, a lover, or one in the same. Hands will shake, cold and clammy, gestures of insecurity. Stuttering words, though a genuine smile, hoping to see yours too. This uncomfortable silence is making me dizzy. Just waiting. Moment of impact, your arms around me, my fluttering heart finds a slow perfect rhythm. I am consoled to feel your heat, your body pressing up against me. Swimming feeling running through my blood, catch me if I swoon. Wanting this first meeting to be just as I've dreamed. Just as I've dreamed of you.