In the Fragility of Dreams

He was the man I’d fantasized about, Drawn images of across my mind, Colored with hues of blue and red, Whispered tenderness across his heart. He was the man I’d thought of so often, Felt touching my skin with his gaze, Caressing my thoughts with inspirations, Creating soft sensations in my breast. He was the man I’d yearned to be with, Filling my mind with sweetest compassion, Reassuring me of all that is kind and gentle, Erasing the worries that haunted my plans. He was the man I’d dreamed of for years, The flicker of light that burned my attention, A memory penning hope through my senses, Tender sentiments embracing me lovingly. He was the man I’d prayed to know better, A precious idea that would pierce through anger, Crafting warmth and affection with each moment, Compelling my soul to find solace within his hold. He was the man I’d ached to spend my time with, The one who made me hunger for lingering kisses, Reassuring my very core that I was being blessed, Delighting and fascinating, enthralling me to love. He was the man I’d always loved from my depths, The man who made me feel loved beyond my cares, With him, I knew that there was better to be felt, Miracles happen when love like this is a reality! He is the man I’d give up my selfish desires for, The one who makes me dream and believe and care, The one who fills my life with answered prayers, The one I will love until the end of this life down here! I’m thanking God for this man who holds my heart and hand In the Fragility of Dreams Poetry Contest by Silent One (May 17, 2020