Dreaming

I gaze longlingly at your eyes as we talk. Everything seems too perfect to ever be real. I pinch myself to make sure I am not dreaming. I cannot concentrate on my own thoughts for long.

The lights shimmer softly upon your beautiful, brown eyes. Gorgeous pools of radiance amidst a tiny sea of white flesh. Your exceptionally cute nose completes the package well. Every now and then my eyes wander lower towards your lips as you speak. I cannot help but notice how soft they appear to be.

My ears tune out everything except your sweet voice. Only the two of us exist in the room. I listen carefully and continually grow engrossed in your words for I have no choice. Everything else just seems like pointless noise.

Your wonderous influence reigns down upon me. Unknowingly you give me reason to be merry. My thoughts inside must I bury until the proper time to be unearthed.