If You Open Up Your Heart Tonight

by dreamerypeak

August 5, 2015

Laying in between the hands of time

Your arm wrapped around me

And you, with mine

I graze my one leg up against yours

And you pull the covers over my shoulders.

My head is craned in your neck

A perfect fit

A perfect rest

Silence in the midst

Darkness fading out

You're heartbeat on low

In the distance of sound.

You turn the TV down on low

And I feel like I'm on the beach

But I'm laying on your chest

Relaxing in my sleep

You kiss me gently upon my head

And the waves wash over me like sand.

This is when I realize

I've never felt so loved before

Until this moment

This moment I adore

You stay up late

Late into the night

And let me sleep

In the comfort of your might

The walls come down

The white picket fence too

All the breathing eases

And I let myself disarm

I finally feel safe

In someone's arms.

Oh how I've been strong

For far too long

And far too much on my own

But your love is so simple

And yet so sweet

You're my morning sunrise

Something some people can only see in dreams.

Oh darling, you are mine

And I am yours

Past our troubles

Behind closed doors

Nothing is as good

As being yours

L'amour toujours.

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dreamerypeak

I've always kept whatever I wrote to myself, stored away. The reason being is because back in high school I used to write every year for the literary garland. And finally I became a senior and wanted to join their new, "Creative Writing" class. You had to go through an interview, the funny thing is they told me, "I don't think this is for you." Irony. In the end they ended up picking all their favorite students and being a shit class with nothing productive. I've been out of high school for almost 6 years now and I don't remember much of what I've learned, because they never taught me anything useful. I like being able to express myself in more ways than one, writing is just one of them. Fashion is a daily one.

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