you’re in my dreams,
i see you there, but i don’t know you.
you’re in my fantasy,
every thought, every wish
you’re in my head,
i can feel you, and i can feel your warmth
you’re on my lips,
like the taste of honey, floral and sweet
you’re in my heart,
like the smell of pine on a summer Mendocino drive
you’re my shoulder,
not to cry on, but to hold on to, strong and firm
you’re my sweet escape,
every morning, day, and night
you’re my mystery
that captivates and soothes my soul
–
kristin l. cook
That was beautiful!
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