This time I closed my eyes. Not to sleep but to be with you.
I stand here; cradled in my hands your face. Your deep and loving eyes look straight through mine. I brush that one lock of hair back behind your ear with a thumb and wonder why me?
A slow and tender kiss that last forever and ends too soon and I forget to breathe. I wonder still why me?
A purple sun, an emerald field, the dogwoods are losing their flowers and it rains white petals upon our moment. I want to take you in my arms and as I do the world begins ever so slowly to turn.
You whisper, “Are you are dream?”
I whisper in reply, “Why me?”
“Simply you” you said to me and counted the things I am to you without a word.
I always gave and never took and you took that cross from me.
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