I sat staring at his angelic face while he rested his head on my lap, looking peaceful as he slept. I slowly ran my fingers through his hair in a dream like state. It was so unbelievable to be this close to the pretty face that had enveloped my life with joy. Now, it was pure delight between my fingers. His steady breathing was comfort to my ears; it was wind in the trees, whispering waves of the ocean, or that of murmuring grass in a field. I wondered how I had gotten here. Marveling at the path my life was on and not knowing how it would be if I had to part from him. I simply knew my heart ached at the thought of being away from him.

The sun beamed through the curtains, glowing in golden hues throughout the room, I felt a distention in my heart, from the happiness of every moment I shared with him, each one adding to the swell of it. I was sure I would die from the impending explosion of my heart. Terrifyingly in love.

I only feared for the happiness in my heart to kill me, it was worth that to be in love with him, to love him fiercely and boldly. Although falling for him was blindingly fast -as if it came up from behind and grabbed me- I never knew love could envelope someone in such an acute way. Perhaps it was instantaneous. I hadn’t had a chance to think it through and process what was happening. It was an intense love that poured over the edge of reason, pushing out rationalization and plausibility. I never felt as beautiful, protected, or wanted as he made me feel. I could lay here with him forever and never take my eyes from him because somehow, this man had answered every need I had, that I myself had not realized I wanted until they were met.

Loving him was like that of dreams when you are falling from the sky, but you haven’t landed. I kept waiting for the sudden jerk my body would make when I thought the ground had found me. My heart was all a flutter with the excitement of him, yet the ground seemed so close that it might meet me any moment.

Surprisingly with him, it was easy to ignore the fear as hope filled the empty spaces of my heart. My body was weightlessly falling through the endless air as his smell surrounded me, his eyes the focus of my heart, and his warm touch guiding me through the clouds.

My life was a dream and I never wanted to wake.

Impressum

Texte: Cover Art by Strike-a-Pose Photography, Cheryl Krease Visit: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Strike-a-Pose-Photography/128234260593077
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 10.02.2011

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