this poem is not about a real person...but rather a dream...the mist of a person you try to catch and hold onto when you wake up


dark pools the color of night
your soul...the very heart of you reflected
in the depths of your eyes
a warm sultry smile
touch as smooth as silk
gliding over my skin
burning into my heart and mind
erasing all thoughts of anything but you
a whisper in the night
soft as a spring breeze
the smoky scent of candles
the glow reflecting across your flesh
yet i keep coming back to those dark pools
flickering with emotion...
love reflected there..
in the depths of your eyes



dedicated to the man in my dreams..may you someday be not only a face in a dream, but the face i see before drifting off to sleep every night...the person i wake up next to when the caressing sunlight wakes me up...the person i spend the rest of my life with...