adoration.

People say dreams are the perfect reality…
everything that should be, is..

The resonance of your voice..
it protects my reasoning..
But your presence, absent
.. thoughts arise of me and him..

you tell me to ride the crests..
of the waves that you create
reliance and hope submerses through
.. but still as a shield..
I protect myself from you

.. you my wife
husband of yours i am ..




perfection is possible
sadly its hardly probable
emotion may be present, but
.. sounds fictitious when verbal

Dreams are the perfect reality
everything that should be, is
I dreamt of you last night
but you were still hers…
and I was his


finished ? ... cant be
i still have more to say
from my heart i attempt " deepness "
simply to get you to stay..