Never-Ending
Never-ending
I was having a dream…
you were lying next to me
soundly asleep
in our soft bed,
satin sheets
and goose down pillows
as the sun began to rise
painting our room in shades
of apricot and lilac
I was holding you
gently in my arms,
feeling your heart beat,
mesmerized by rhythmic breaths,
gazing upon your enchanting face
as dawn’s blushing glow
illumined your beauty,
and I fell in love all over again
When you slowly woke,
opening those dark November eyes,
finding me watching you
and smiled the most
enchanting smile I had ever seen
as I whispered
“Good morning beautiful”
And I didn’t want it to end
but it did as I awoke,
sensing the morning sunshine
through closed eyelids
and upon opening them
found you staring at me
with that springtime smile
and when you whispered
“Good morning handsome”
I knew right then and there
my dream would be never-ending
Good morning Soupers
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017
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