Dreaming...
Of white clouds and snowy forests,
My hand running over your ceaseless sculpture of a body,
Nora Jones over coffee,
Your tea cup in the corner,
I loved you dear…
I showed no fears…
Beyond your wondrous eyes lays only desolation,
I admire the strength of your absence and the coldness of your answers,
Landscapes of green and blue blended when taken by you,
You left and I was lost within the ever-changing faces
Always back to your solid face
From then on I floated into darkness
Billows of tunes flowed, moved my waist around your arms,
My hand crawled upon your smell,
My nose dreamt of a smell of you
My eyes celebrated rays of sunlight
Tenderness called you
But you love,
Mr. Freeze as I know you, left coldness crawling under my skin,
Every night, snow is all you left behind,
Dreaming of patience..
Dreaming of patience..
Dreaming of blessed disregard…
Dreaming of blessed disregard…
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