Roaming through a park with white covering the trees,
Hands are secured tightly in the pockets of my coat,
The beautiful snow of this winter covering the streets,
The coldness exploring my body; reaching my throat.
I see a person so tall, so dark and most of all; beautiful,
Strutting through the opposite side of this white park,
He lets out a smile that looks similar to a glistening crystal,
Images of him are stuck to my mind, like a birthmark.
I longed for this feeling that I now feel in my heart,
Spreading throughout my body to my cold fingertips,
I could be his loving angel- he could be my sweetheart,
I'm thinking and the words keep trying to escape from my lips.
I can see my breath in the air standing in front of me,
Forming the shape of a heart wrapped around him,
The fierce outline are curving excellently; finely,
The details my eyes learn about him; I cannot skim.
My shoes gliding through the full of snow sidewalk,
I glance down, looking at the footprints that I make,
I can hear him and his friend gracefully talk,
I start loving him more with every breath that I take.
He points and takes a couple of looks torwards me,
Working up the guts he takes footsteps closer,
Heart racing; this isn't right, I can't see clearly,
My feet sinking into the white snow; getting colder.
An intense alarm goes off in the background,
He runs torwards me; quickly picking up speed,
I faint almost deaf from the ear-piercing sound,
A face in-front of me, looking around as I studied.
Quickly sitting up in my bed reaching for the alarm,
Rubbing my head and looking in all directions around me,
Holding my cold shivering legs in my arm to keep warm,
Confused- but 100% sure it was just a lovely dream.
