The Futility of Wanting
Remember that first kiss on her shoulder?
She turned her head and smiled.
The scent of her, strawberries I think.
You were free, happy…wild.
When she walked across the room,
Do you remember her glow?
Your heart pounding…constant smile,
Prettiest thing you have ever seen…Does she know?
You must remember the feeling you had,
When her hand was placed in yours.
How softly her eyes spoke to you,
As you stood, taken, at her door.
Can you remember wanting her,
As her breath caressed your neck?
She was passionate and bold,
Desperately loving being incorrect.
Does your body remember the chill it felt,
As your heart gave in to her soul?
The power of her beauty was immeasurable,
As you realized it was her in control.
Angels are dreams you know?
They leave you in sweet fields to roam.
She was beautiful because you loved her.
Remember that…and that alone.