A Dream Walker

SHALL I ANTICIPATE APACE TO THEE A STORY, THROUGH MY HEART TO MIND, FROM NIGHT TILL DAWN YOU WERE A GLORY, THOUGH BEDRIDDEN, IN MY SENSES AND FEELINGS THOU TOOK A JOURNEY, PAY ATTENTION AS I VERB THE ANECDOTE OF MY AGONY. IN MY EYES YOU SMILED AT AN ANGLE, BUT STILL, YOU’RE BEAUTY!! YOU WRESTLE WITH AN ANGEL, GENTLY CRAFTED AND CURVED AS A GOBLET, I MELT LIKE A CANDLE, QUICKLY VISITED MY DREAMS FOR A HUG, AS A SOLDIER WHO RIDE FOR HIS CASTLE. YOU WALKED LIKE SPRING, YOUR SOUL COOL AS WINTER AS ITS LAST LEAVES CLING, AND SMILE LIKE SUMMER WHEN YOU CALL ME YOUR KING, TO ME YOU’RE EVERYTHING BY EVERYTHING I MEAN ANYTHING. HOW IT BEGAN, WHETHER BY ME OR THEE I DO NOT KNOW, FACE AND LIPS TRY TO REACH, BUT SOMETHING TRIES TO BLOW, ITS 08:15 IN THE MORNING, MY ALARM RANG BEFORE MY LECTURE GAVE ME MY LAST WARNING.