I have this dream; I go about each moment With glorious intention. Every step; Every twist and turn. Poised; considered. My existence sculpted By genteel movements, Founded at my branches; Wrists, elbows, shoulders, knees. Heart and mind. Moving with integrity and vision. My life form. The clay of the earth, Malleable as a child’s mind. All questions have answers Which need not be sought. If only dreams Were anything but their name.

This morning you lay next to me Tonight, you take your leave. Now all that lies beside me Is the scent of your sleep. The scent deems all else forgettable, Including those invisible strings Which wrap your digitus anularis. I’ll remember them in the morning When you lie next to me, But for now, my stomach is searing With an ill-favoured seismic rumble Because I can’t find your love for me.

Love at first sight, It happened last night. Who would have believed it? Certainly not I! One smile, one look. Like a story in a book. Who knew that to love, One second it took? Be aware of the thrill. Aware of the chill. Because love at first sight, Is amazingly real!