Lake Wales Florida
The night drifts slowly by,
I gradually doze off,
The I awaken to thoughts of her.
I realize the steady flow of tears down my sweaty face,
I wipe them away,
then slowly drift back to dreamland.
I notice there is a hand in the darkness,
itís reaching for me,
but I yet to run.
As the shadows slowly unravel whom it may be,
the ever so soft hand touches my face,
and as if a hidden transport to heaven I fall to my knees.
It all feels so real,
Yet itís still only a dream,
And now I now dreams only exist to deceive the mind,
to keep the active imagination wondering what could be.
I awaken un-rested to the sounds of silence,
and the image of her burning in my mind.
She is so beautiful,
her hair graciously accents her hypnotic eyes.
And as if nothing has happened,
I call out to her,
Screaming so loudly into the darkness,
knowing she is so far away,
hearing the echo in the stillness of the night.
I look out the frost covered window,
I still see the moon,
and the heavenly stars,
set so far above the earth for everyone to be captivated in their beauty.
Then I wonder,
does she see them too?
Does she know?
Although Iíve told her, does she know?
Does she know the love I have for her?
does she know how I long to be with her?
Only God and time will can tell.
So therefore I ask God,
but can He hear me?
Is he listening?
There is no response,
So I roll over,
pulling up the blankets and cuddling my pillow,
thinking of what could have been.
Was it all just wasted time?
What really could have been?
Could she love me?
Would she love me?
I lie here,
lost in dreams of holding her,
then itís as if I can truly feel her,
I can smell her perfume,
very faint at first,
then stronger as if she is coming closer.
I listen carefully for her voice,
or the sounds of her footsteps,
I think of all this insanity,
and I reach the point where I know I need to stop it,
I realize what I have to do,
I have to go,
go and be with her,
I have to hold her in my arms,
gently kiss her sweet lips and tell her everything will be fine.
I must be with her,
She is the one I want,
She is the one I need.
When Iím with her the air smells fresher,
the silence sounds louder,
and my love feels stronger then ever,
but without her the world seems black and white,
as if Cupid has reserved all the colors for only the lovers.
I stare in the mirror,
wondering if I honestly know who is staring back,
Itís a man,
A man I once had much respect for,
but then he couldnít speak his feelings and lost his true one and only.
Now heís alone,
and I no longer want to be this man.
I turn a face,
heading back to bed,
Slithering into my warm nestling I can feel the outside coldness,
I close my eyes drifting into dreamland once again.
The darkness quickly engulfs me,
and there is the hand,
still reaching for me,
slowly moving toward me,
finally the shadows give in and there is a face,
She smiles at me,
tells me to wake up,
she repeats it over and over again,
So I gradually awaken,
seeing her lying next to me.
I look deep inside her,
I wonder if tomorrow never comes will she know?
Will she know she means everything to me?
Will she know how much I love her?
I slowly wake her,
I softly whisper,
I love you,
and then just a kiss before I leave like this,
I lie my head in the nook of her neck,
and close my eyes for the final time,
to dream of her...