Disclaimer: No I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, no matter how much I wish that I did...
Notes: This is my first fan-fic poem. It's a short poem about Rinoa's thoughts as she waits for Squall to come rescue her from Tears Point.
An Angel's Dreams
I'm waiting for him; I know that he'll come,
Just like the moon, the stars, and the sun.
I can't wait, I just can't wait;
To see his face…
To smell his scent…
I want his lips, to taste his kiss,
That would be the ultimate bliss.
Is it getting dark?
It's been a while…
I wait for you…please come.
I miss your face, like the sun misses the stars,
To find me, you shouldn't have to look very far.
Will he come for me? Of course he will.
It's still hard to believe it as I lie still.
How long has it been?
Not long…
Too long…an eternity.
Is he coming? I want to see his face,
I want him to hold me in love's embrace.
When will he come?
Ever…?
Never…?
Why would he come? I said not to follow me,
His beautiful face is all that I want to see.
Maybe I'm destined to be all alone,
Forlorn, abandoned and on my own.
What does he look like?
Has it been that long…?
Have I forgotten his face…?
No! Of course not! He's my only love.
He would always stick by me, when push came to shove.
Why wouldn't he come for me?
Of course he will…
He always does…
It's just a matter of time before he saves me it seems,
Until then, I'll be here dreaming an angel's dreams