~Swim~
~Pitch Perfect~
~Bechloe Poem~
~Chloe's POV~
She dives into the reflecting crystal moon, caught in my eye.
Tiny waves ripple against her shining skin.
There is nothing in this moment that can be recalled a lie.
I can't describe how in love I have been.
On the edge I soak my feet, until she comes and pulls me beside her.
A smile appears from her lips, we are so close.
Close enough to share the same air.
For passion to show.
She creates a tiny distance between us.
I'd rather her be more into my reach.
Nothing has ever caused me to be so desperate as this does.
Too much room to breathe.
"Chloe" she says, so quiet of a whisper.
I come upon a thought a question of how.
How can I want so much to kiss her.
She already has me writing my vows.
I glide closer to her as she glides farther.
A game that is easy to play.
I swear I am getting smarter.
So much I should say.
Her arms catch me as a halo around my neck.
Keeping me as pure the water we caress in.
I wrap myself around her and let it be said.
"I am in love with you I always have been."
"I am in love with you too"
She knows how to make my happiness remain.
"But you have to wake up soon"
She also knows how to take it away.
My eyes open to a woman I love across the room.
Deep in sleep she lays.
There she is, my crystal moon.
Here for another pure day.