Daydreaming
Love has sewn fear into me
But your smile tears it all up
You’ve opened my heart
Please don’t leave me to bleed
Now you lie next to me
Stitching new patterns into me
My hands running through your messy,
Dirty-blonde hair, your smirk
And your eyes sparkle, your lips
Ready to spoil my face with kisses
Your eyelashes flutter closed
I breathe you in, my unbreakable smile
Whispers between us do not stray;
They slip into the pocket over my heart
I feel your hands slide to my waist
As I softly pull your face closer
I can nearly taste your lips; feel your skin
I want to melt into you; all I want
Is this
Her hand waves in my sight;
Tearing me from my fantasy
I am still sewn tight;
Held down by my terror
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