A Perfect Dream
Strong arms
Gently cradling,
Holding me close,
As if to say,
I’m here,
No worries,
You are safe.
Warm eyes
Softly caressing,
Their feather light touch,
Skimming me from head to toe,
Soft voice full of
Firm authority,
Waking me
From my slumber,
Gently commanding attention
So willingly given,
Eyes closed in joy,
Light filtering though heavy lids…
Sunlight
Blanketing me in sheets of warmth
Where he once was,
A perfect dream fading until the night.
Copyright © Melissa Miles | Year Posted 2009
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