The Gift

my thoughts of a future guy

The Gift

Floating softly across the meadows of my mind
Your presence tenderly kisses my thoughts
As I drift in the warmth of your smile.
I wander through the halls of our memories
To the moment of our first embrace.
As fresh as the morning's first glistening dew
As fragrant as a rainbow of flowers
It dances in the eye of my soul.
Your laughter crackles the silent depths
Your eyes radiate the magic of life
As your touch soothes my senses.
Gliding on wings of breathless images
Wishing to present you similar treasures
I realize nothing can match the essence of you.
Or the gift that you have given to me.