Is this all a dream?
.
Her lips are like roses
Her hair is like satin
Her sobs make my heart break
and long to lie flat in
a grave in the ground
where I cannot hear the sound.
.
Her laugh makes me flutter,
A sound smoother than butter
Her arms reach for me
and I cannot see
anything but
the angel in front
of me.
.
Do all lovers feel this?
This unnatural bliss?
Once I am wed,
sharing my bed
with the woman I've taken;
When will I awaken?
.
Is this all a dream?
Dedicated to Mackenzie L, my favourite Carlisle and Esme author.