a Poem by Raquel Swann
A light breeze brushes up against our bodies. I’m frightened to gaze into your eyes. Will it expose me?
An orange glow from the setting sun behind us reveals your faint smile. You grab my hand as I tremble. Is this real life?
My feet curl into the damp sand beneath us. I can’t help but wonder what you’re thinking. Is your imagination as vivid as mine?
Waves break onto the shore and our eyes meet. You seem to have a way about using mine to stare directly into my soul. Why do I feel this way?
A squall lifts your long flowing hair over your piercing eyes. I gently lift my fingers and push some strands out of the way. Did I just cross the line?
You tilt your head to the side and make mention about how you adore sunsets on the beach. I tell you anything else pales in comparison to your beauty. What do I do now?
My lips inch closer to yours but I stop halfway praying you’ll reciprocate. My eyes close I can feel the warmth of your breath as you draw closer. Why does this feel so right?
Our lips touch and our hands interlock. A tear forms in the corner of my eye. All these emotions are too much for me to control. I become weaker, yet stronger within your embrace. How is that possible?
A bell rings as my eyes open. I frantically look around the room only to find nothing has changed. The sunset has been replaced by a ceiling fan, you by a body length pillow. My dreams become nightmares, again.