Like Poetry

It's like I breathed you into existence,
Dreamed you out of thin air;
Your appearance now reminiscent,
of a midsummer's breeze on night air.

You wake me though I've been sleeping,
With a kiss upon my soft hair.
Do you know of you I've been dreaming?
Can you see the love in my stare?

When you go, I feel like a beauty,
Like a jewel incredibly rare;
A diamond who shines in the darkness,
A light that will always be there.